Traditions Matter

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The light shines within., going out in connection to the Divine Creator.

Is it because I am getting older, wiser, who know, but I am coming to the season of advent and Christmas, whatever the theology I might question, I am realizing that the traditions of my childhood and even maybe seeing to it that I bring in traditions of Advent etc.. matter.

It’s not about the traditions themselves, not about the advent candles, cavatelli  or the struffoli themselves, it’s about what they mean.  It’s about the continuity, the sharing in something that goes back before you and though I was not blessed with kids, I hope that I will have in other ways the opportunity to pass those on to future generations, the foods, the culture because whatever theology I discern in the end to resonate truly and fully with me, there are certain things that are part of me, of  who I am and being Italian is something that will be with me for the rest of my life.  I asked mom to show me how to make the cavatelli, the struffoli, and I may look for recipes for other italian treats that are traditional for advent and Christmas.  Advent reflection, and reflection on the themes of advent are a beautiful thing, whatever your spiritual inclination or theology.  I am realizing how important these connections are, how crucial they are, how magical they can be if we truly open up to the wonder of the season.  I hope this season a particular connection I have made in life will be sharing it with me and new life for us both in different ways, for different reasons.  I guess as one gets older and one looks back, one remembers, one does appreciate tradition a lot more.  With mom being 92, her heart not being as strong as it was, feels like time is running out for me to fully embrace those traditions that make me in good measure who I am, Italian, something I am proud of.   I look forward with my music, poetry, with the continuation of traditions in honoring that and passing it on somehow to future generations.  May it be a blessing for them as it has been for me, only I never realized how much of blessing being Italian with all its’ traditions really was, not to the extent I am beginning to now.  

Shalom and Amen