A Very Merry Kiss MAs ♥.♥

Christmas is for joy, for giving and sharing, for laughter, for coming together with family and friends, for tinsel and brightly decorated packages... But mostly, Christmas is for love
Talking about Christmas, it definitely reminds me of presents of course!!!..haha..and boy...I have a whole long list of "MY X'MAS WISH LIST!!"...anyone want to fulfill my wishes???


So aside of gifts, here, I want to share another X'mas tradition with you...The Mistletoe!



Have you ever heard the tradition to KISS UNDER THE MISTLETOE???..the custom of exchanging a kiss under the mistletoe sounds great right??..haha
Mistletoe is a plant commonly used as a Christmas decoration...So, the tradition was..any male and female could exchange kisses under the mistletoe as a sign of be it love, friendship or family. So how does the story originate???




The Legend : For its supposedly mystical power mistletoe has long been at the center of many folklore. One is associated with the Goddess Frigga. The goes that Mistletoe was the sacred plant of Frigga, goddess of love and the mother of Balder, the god of the summer sun. Balder had a dream of death which greatly alarmed his mother, for should he die, all life on earth would end. In an attempt to keep this from happening, Frigga went at once to air, fire, water, earth, and every animal and plant seeking a promise that no harm would come to her son. Balder now could not be hurt by anything on earth or under the earth. But Balder had one enemy, Loki, god of evil and he knew of one plant that Frigga had overlooked in her quest to keep her son safe. It grew neither on the earth nor under the earth, but on apple and oak trees. It was lowly mistletoe. So Loki made an arrow tip of the mistletoe, gave to the blind god of winter, Hoder, who shot it , striking Balder dead. The sky paled and all things in earth and heaven wept for the sun god. For three days each element tried to bring Balder back to life. He was finally restored by Frigga, the goddess and his mother. It is said the tears she shed for her son turned into the pearly white berries on the mistletoe plant and in her joy Frigga kissed everyone who passed beneath the tree on which it grew. The story ends with a decree that who should ever stand under the humble mistletoe, no harm should befall them, only a kiss, a token of love. What could be more natural than to translate the spirit of this old myth into a Christian way of thinking and accept the mistletoe as the emblem of that Love which conquers Death? Its medicinal properties, whether real or imaginary, make it a just emblematic of that Tree of Life, the leaves of which are for the healing of the nations thus paralleling it to the Virgin Birth of Christ.

From this has seemingly come the ancient custom of hanging a ball of mistletoe from the ceiling and exchanging kisses under it.



Awwww..doesn't that sound loving???..So..


I promise I will definitely give you a kiss or vice versa!...haha..muuuuaaaaaccks!!

After all, that's what X'mas is all about..It's a season of joy, season of love!...

Wish you guys a Merry Kiss Mas!!!..Muaacks