The other day, someone asked me when I stopped believing in Santa Claus. I replied that I hadn’t. In fact, I still listen for sleigh bells, and before going to bed on the 24th, I look to the sky for tiny reindeer. What I see, however, are the magical three stars of Orion’s belt. It is on these stars that I make my nightly wishes. No, I can’t tell you my wishes–if I did they wouldn’t come true. However, I’ll give you a hint about one of them. It’s something to do with the adjectives tall, dark and handsome.
As for Santa, Babbo Natale, Joulupukki, Hoteiosho, or any other name you bestow upon him, may he fill your stocking with love, health, and joy!
Blessed Yule to all, and to all a good night. :)
Good health, every day, whether I see you or not!
May your cup overflow with health and happiness.
May all your days be happy ones.
Merry Solstice and a Happy New Year! (Celtic Blessing)