Many may be asking themselves how they may celebrate Yule this year, or any other year when ours is one of sultriness and heat. Traditionally, the Pine Log is used to be decorated in tinsel, pine cones, decorations of ribbons, laces, leather tassels, skins, stones and anything that be added to give this some shimmer and shine. Although we do get variations of Pine, I do not find them as strongly scented as the Norfolk Pine used throughout my childhood, living in New Zealand.
In all context of good cheer, and what is readily available to me-the scent I find rather pleasant in a cleansing, purification type of aroma, is the Tea Tree. I decorate a piece that I find abandoned on the forest bed and decorate this with all the seasonal colors of an Australian Yule, reds, pinks, yellows, mauve and gilded tinsel to represent the sun and summer, not to mention the glorious crests of nature all about us, surrounding us like a protective mother shelters her child. My altar and table, I decorate with luminous, radiant flowers- whatever I find in bloom at this time of year, flowers that range from the fiery reds of the Poinciana, Flame Tree, variations of Banksia, and Grevillea. Passive, perfumed and peaceful whites of the Frangipani Tree and Azalea flowers that make you close your eyes and drift into the yonder of magickal and mythical places, bringing us back to our childhood when we wore the flowers in our hair, exotic and Faery-like. Mauve's and purples of the Jacaranda Tree, where tussles of purple rain gently fall from the clutches of the waving branches- purple rain drizzling across our driveways and footpaths.
In all context of good cheer, and what is readily available to me-the scent I find rather pleasant in a cleansing, purification type of aroma, is the Tea Tree. I decorate a piece that I find abandoned on the forest bed and decorate this with all the seasonal colors of an Australian Yule, reds, pinks, yellows, mauve and gilded tinsel to represent the sun and summer, not to mention the glorious crests of nature all about us, surrounding us like a protective mother shelters her child. My altar and table, I decorate with luminous, radiant flowers- whatever I find in bloom at this time of year, flowers that range from the fiery reds of the Poinciana, Flame Tree, variations of Banksia, and Grevillea. Passive, perfumed and peaceful whites of the Frangipani Tree and Azalea flowers that make you close your eyes and drift into the yonder of magickal and mythical places, bringing us back to our childhood when we wore the flowers in our hair, exotic and Faery-like. Mauve's and purples of the Jacaranda Tree, where tussles of purple rain gently fall from the clutches of the waving branches- purple rain drizzling across our driveways and footpaths.
