Winter solstice has passed and the days are again getting longer. The dark is receding.
Time for a festivity that is about hope, about the birth of a revolutionary and savior who will make the walls come down. If only symbolically.

Picture courtesy of the Bethlehem Association
In other years I used to visit family for Christmas. This year I decided against doing that. Staying apart makes it more safe for everyone. It also relieves me of three days of cooking. Not that I mind doing that. Not at all.
I will miss the kids' surprise and smiles when they open their presents, their curiosity in trying out all the new stuff. They promised to phone me up and to tell me what they got. I will, as usual, make fun about each piece. They will then fiercely defend their new toys as the best things ever. That exchange is an important part of our ritual.
I wish you all a contemplative, hope- and peaceful Christmas.
Bernhard