“All the best stories have witches in them.”
Being the only public witch in the family can be hard especially because I choose not to hide it. I have more of the attitude of “I’m a witch dudes, get over it.”. No one in the family celebrates Yule, or even recognizes it as a holiday. It is Christmas all the way. Even though Christians pretty much took over Yule and made it into Christmas. Like really? Yule Log has Yule IN THE NAME, but that’s a whole other post. I know they don’t understand, but still, it’s unfulfilling. I am slowly figuring about little ways to sneak some Yule into the mix. Mostly so I don’t go insane.
This year, I gave all of my nieces and nephew crystals for Christmas. We had a conversation about three weeks ago about how everyone has a birth crystal that corresponds with the zodiac calendar. They seemed really excited about it so I went with it. They all got a polished stone and a raw stone so they could see the difference. I also added selinate to charge them, and a necklace to wear them.
My 8 year old niece, (the witchling), was over the moon. So I went further and explained all the properties and what she can use the stones for, she got Jade and Emerald. (Expensive child) I also explained that she can put all of the crystals on her windowsill on the full moon to cleanse and charge them. Her face was priceless. It made my heart so happy. We now have a deal that I have to call her on everything full moon and remind her.
Then, something happened that made my entire holiday. My family is really large, so we chose names for Secret Santa. My sister-in-law picked me. When it was my turn she handed me two gifts. The first, and kick ass Harry Potter light. Woot! The second, almost made me cry. Inside the box, gently wrapped, was a large beautiful piece of raw rose quartz. To go further, she researched the meanings and wrote them down on a piece of paper and at the bottom wrote, “Happy Yule”. I don’t think there are words to describe my feelings at that moment. I simple thank you, did not seem enough, but it is all I had.
That crystal will have a special place on my altar always, because it truly is a crystal of love. I will always remember the year that someone in my family remember Yule, and the fact that it is an important part of my life. Dear sister-in-law, you made my holiday season, thank you so much.
So this year, I was a witch at Christmas, and someone remembered.