Oh my goodness, Catholicism has SOO many tiny parties. There is one just about everyday. I just love 'em: they break up the drudgery of routine, they set the rhythm to the year, and give this pattern for reflection, and kinda honor how ordinary things are sacred. And so many of them are just really fun and have baked treats.
I recently I read about "Candlemas", and now I am in love with it. For starters, it's timing is perfect. Right when the post-Christmas blahs start, around late January/ early Feburary, you get this cute little holiday, Candlemas, on Feburary 2nd. (Secularinos might know this as "Groundhogs day". Yes, you heard that right. Candlemas is just another example of how the main stream media is stamping out our traditional Christian values and replacing them with their pro-groundhog agenda. Thanks Obama.)
Like a lot of Catholic holidays, (if not all Catholic holidays), Candlemas is an adoption of a pagan celebration. This one in particular has roots in the Gaelic celebration honoring Brigid, the goddess of springtime and general awesomeness. Let's just peruse her Wikipedia entry shall we? She's associated with "the spring season, fertility, healing, poetry and smithcraft", "wisdom, excellence, perfection, high intelligence, poetic eloquence, craftsmanship (especially blacksmithing), healing ability, druidic knowledge and skill in warfare". She's pretty kick-ass.
|Candlemas Bells. Squee!|
Sigh. We didn't do any of those things.
But, you know, maybe we will some day; or maybe you will, and you can tell me how it went.
What we did do is say, "Happy Candlemas" to people, looked out the window for signs of spring, and then two days later planted some tulips. Amani liked it. Whenever she sees spring flowers she shouts, "Thank you Candlemas!" In my book, that is a complete score.
Links for background on Candlemas: