New Year, new goals
Happy New Year to anyone reading this. Well New Year according to Julian calendars. For those of us with a more pagan slant the wheel has been turning already, the days are growing longer and brighter already. I am not the sort of person that enjoys setting resolutions, I often feel like they are big talk and too many times fall thru. So I don’t like to make any big promises to change radically this or that but I do often find myself waking up in the new year with a much more positive outlook. Ready to take on the world or at least the small part of the world I have impact on. So this morning I got up early, despite staying up late and being festive(eating fondue and watching the ball drop on TV from the warmth of my home). I woke and made coffee, then went for my morning walk. The world looked like a snow globe this morning, blustery gusts of heavy flakes. The far hills grey and white ghosts looming just on the edge of vision. Crows flying overhead calling to me. They recognize me since I supply their peanut ration daily. On the walk I remembered how much I liked going for walks, especially in the snow. How much I wanted to exercise more, to hike and play basketball, hackey-sack, ride my bike, go camping. I thought about my art and this site and how happy I am that I actually got this up and running and how much I look forward to seeing where it goes. I have lots of plans for art and the comic and this site. It just takes time and effort. With those things, nearly anything is possible.
In the comic this week I wanted to start to wrap back around to the original idea behind Lu & Dag, the roots in mythology, fantasy and folklore. The Yule Cat is a Icelandic mythos that wefound a few years back and fell in love with. The story goes this gigantic cat belongs to a witch or an ogress depending on he story. Her name is Grylla, mother of the Yule Lads(we love them as well). The giant cat is called Jólaköttur. The story behind the cat is that will eat people that do not receive new clothing before Christmas eve. It was used as a threat to finish the processing of wool, to do your chores, to take care of the farm and the homestead and those who contributed would be gifted new warm clothing and thereby safe from being devoured by the Yule Cat. I love it. So now every year we make sure to give something warm and cozy on Yule or before to our family. This year I am the proud new owner of a pair of slippers and a fleece vest. I am safe from being eaten, though I would have liked to have met Jólaköttur in person. Maybe on my next walk in the snow…
