Yuletide Joy

I am filled with joy.

Last night my home was filled to the brim in hospitality for beloved friends, family, and neighbors. We gathered in honor of the Vanir, the spirits, the ancestors, but also we gathered in honor of the folk, of each other, and of those in need during the cold, dark times.

We gathered and we feasted, sharing food, conversation, and laughter.
We gathered and we sumbled, sharing mead, blessings, and hope.
We gathered and we exchanged, sharing objects, intuition, and gratitude.
We gathered and we gifted, sharing money, fortune, and generosity.

We gathered and we passed the evening in fellowship. We met friends we’d never had before, and saw friends we hadn’t seen in months. We loved and we laughed, and some of us even cried a bit.

When I slept that morning I slept fitfully, having nightmares that I could not wake until after I was supposed to be hosting the evening’s events, and that I was far from home once I did wake.

When I rearranged furniture in my house that afternoon, I fretted, fearing that no one was coming, or that I would not have my home ready in time, that there would not be enough food, or gifts.

When I set up the altar that evening, I was resolved to my plans, that no matter who arrived, those of us who were present would enjoy the evening.

When I passed the first glass of mead, to honor the gods, the room was as full as I’d had any hope it would be, and I was glad.

But even as we passed the glass from each hand, back to mine, and to each again, in sumbel, more people arrived, and yet more, until the circle was so full there were no chairs left, and several people sat on the floor, leaning on their companions.

It would not have mattered exactly how many people did come, but to have so many, several new to the Vanic Conspiracy, some of them new to the Vanir, a few of them new even to me, filling my home – it fills my heart as well.

Last night my home was filled to the brim in hospitality for beloved friends, family, and neighbors.

And by them I am filled with joy.

–Ember–

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About EmberVoices

Ember Cooke has been a member of Hrafnar and Seidhjallr for more than a decade, where she trained to be a Seidhkona, Galdrakona, and Gythia. She founded the Vanic Conspiracy and made ordination vows to the Vanir and her congregation in the summer of 2013. She has contributed to several publications on Heathen and Northern Pagan subjects and regularly presents rituals and workshops at festivals. Her personal practice is more diverse, as the Vanir have lead her into cross-training and service for the wider Pagan community. This has including medium and servitor training in American Umbanda, clergy training with the Fellowship of the Spiral Path, and jail ministry for local counties. She holds a BA with honors in Religious Studies from Santa Clara University. Ember has lived all her life in the south San Francisco Bay Area, and is intimately bound to the valley of her birth.
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2 Responses to Yuletide Joy

  1. Woohoo! Hails and hugs from IL.

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