Had a unique experience last week that I finally have time to talk about. My employer graciously treated our entire department to lunch at a local restaurant, which was excellent, as a thank-you for all our hard work this year. (And we get our raises next year once performance reviews are wrapped up, so this isn't a Pizza Instead Of Income situation. 👍)
So as we were all sat there enjoying a very nice midday repast, the subject of holiday traditions came up. Our table of four fell to discussing various family festivities that had come down from immigrant ancestors and the places those ideas and objects came from. And then, because all of us were history buffs, out came the phones and we started looking up where those traditions started. Learned quite a lot about Swedish angel chimes and German Weisnachtpyramide, which was neat.
And then, somebody made the bright decision to ask little old ME if I knew of any odd or singular Christmas traditions. I physically FELT my brain revving up like a freshly-wound clock and the Grinch grin spreading across my face.
"Oh....I know a few."
Ten minutes of consensual info-dumping later, my colleagues had learned about Frau Perchta, La Befana, the Yule Goat (and the associated annual arson), and the origins of both St. Nicholas and the modern image of Santa Claus. It was nice to have a receptive audience, and I did my best not to prattle or take over the conversation (I asked several times if I was talking too much, always answered by "No! Go on!").
Then the colleague across from me was like, "Wow, that's all so neat! I've always wondered where we get some of the holiday symbolism that we take for granted. You know, like Santa, or bunnies and eggs at Easter."
The words, "Medieval passion plays," came out of my mouth before I could stop myself.
"Medieval what....?"
"Um...permission to prattle on for a few more minutes?"
In the end, I stopped after the truncated bunnies-and-eggs explanation so I could actually eat, even though I kept getting questions. (And if you know me, you know I can go on for a solid hour on the topic.) It turned into a very enjoyable conversation, particularly for an introvert who was worried about getting burnt out by the whole experience. And on the walk back to the office, my colleague wanted to keep discussing things, and paid me what I thought was a very fine compliment:
"You always did strike me as a person with unusual interests. And I mean that in a good way. Like if I looked at your personal library or Spotify, it wouldn't include ANYTHING that's like Top Ten Most Popular On Tiktok."
(Not to be Not Like Other Internet Denizens, but she's objectively not wrong.)
It's not often that I get to put on my Witchstorian hat in real life outside of witchy spaces, and it always makes me happy when I get the chance.











