Yule

As rains deluged the Northern Rivers due to a capricious La Nina, fields turned to lakes, beaches dissolved, four wheel driving became a necessity for some and emergency services issued warnings, Europe’s fate is one of intense lockdown and wide spread vaccination. London’s teenagers were worst affected, with mass testing in secondary schools being rolled out before Christmas. It seems 2020 was not planning on ending without more challenge. Some small rituals ground me when it feels overwhelming, like bringing in our Christmas tree. An outdoor tree for 355 days of the year, it is bedecked and lit with tiny jewels of fairy lights for the last ten. It’s doubled in size since my daughter spotted it on the side of the road and we bought it. I’ve repotted it twice and it sits jauntily in the corner. It’s more of a Christmas family tree, as it has two smaller trees sprouting underwing. The significance of the evergreen has been honoured by cultures for many thousands of years for its resilience, its connection with life, death and rebirth, and symbolism of the Tree of Life. It reminds me that doing anything with love can make a difference. My mother used to take us carol singing. Now whenever I hear carols it makes me think of her and how much she loves singing. Reading David Hawkin’s Map of Consciousness, he has scientifically proven that not only is food made by hand higher in its vibration giving its eater more health benefits, blessing the food will increase its vibration even more. Feeling love for those you are doing anything for, whether its going to work to bring in money, create a meal, garden, give someone a lift, share a long distance gift generates exponential positivity in the world. And during these testing times it feels more vital than ever.