Winter Holiday Stress

Many people seem to be noticeably affected by the winter holidays.  I know I am.  I also observed that this energetic cycle is not an isolated event but rather part of a continual process which is year long, but most noticeable from the Autumnal equinox to the Vernal equinox.  

Beginning around Halloween I begin to feel an increased agitation, high energy but dysphoric.  This Is marked by rising anxiety.  It is common.  You hear many people at that time of year complain of their increased stress.  Most attribute it to the pressures of having to deal with family and buy gifts.  Many of us just put on a strong face and hope that the season passes as quickly as possible.  

However what if this is a backwards assumption.  What if the holiday is not the source of the stress but the means by which people in days of yore tried to cope with this ubiquitous shift in energy.  

Winter holidays exist in almost every culture regardless of their religious orientation. Winter holidays are associated with symbols of light.  Most people feel that this is due to the diminished length of winter days.  

However there is another possible explanation.  What if this winter holiday pattern and somatic stress patterns are due to the proximal velocity of the earth as it approaches the closest point to the sun.  The earth is not only moving closest but also fastest at this point.  What is the affect on the mind-body by this shift in 3 million miles?

Is it possible that solar fields or other energetic phenomena are responsible for the pattern which seems to peek and pass at the time the earth is closest to the sun?

 

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You got the password?


Baravelli: [through speakeasy's door] Who are you?
Professor Wagstaff: I'm fine, thanks, who are you?
Baravelli: I'm fine too, but you can't come in unless you give the password.
Professor Wagstaff: Well, what is the password?
Baravelli: Aw, no. You gotta tell me. Hey, I tell what I do. I give you three guesses. It's the name of a fish.
Professor Wagstaff: Is it Mary?
Baravelli: Ha-ha. That's-a no fish.
Professor Wagstaff: She isn't? Well, she drinks like one. Let me see: Is it sturgeon?
Baravelli: Hey, you crazy. Sturgeon, he's a doctor cuts you open when-a you sick. Now I give you one more chance.
Professor Wagstaff: I got it. Haddock.
Baravelli: That's-a funny. I gotta haddock, too.
Professor Wagstaff: What do you take for a haddock?
Baravelli: Well-a, sometimes I take-a aspirin, sometimes I take-a Calamel.
Professor Wagstaff: Say, I'd walk a mile for a Calamel.
Baravelli: You mean chocolate calamel. I like that too, but you no guess it. Hey, what's-a matter, you no understand English? You can't come in here unless you say, "Swordfish." Now I'll give you one more guess.
Professor Wagstaff: ...swordfish, swordfish... I think I got it. Is it "swordfish"?
Baravelli: Hah. That's-a it. You guess it.
Professor Wagstaff: Pretty good, eh?