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Every Soul Celebrates Janet Kuypers 11/29/16 A poet once described Saturn mythology. “Saturn, it says, devours its children. Yes, it’s true, I know it.”* But I never paid attention to that mythology, I love a gas giant planet with moons like our Earth at it’s creation, a celestial giant with some moons that couldn’t come together, that formed a nebulous sheet of rings instead. ‘Cause even though science isn’t mythology, it is truly beautiful. I’ve always said that, until I heard of the stories of Saturnalia... When you think of a celebration, you might think Mardi Gras or the New Year’s ball drop in New York City. You might even think of the decadence of Brazil’s Carnival, but none of that matches the chance for people to get together, from rich to slaves, and be treated as equals, to celebrate the crops and share the abundance of the year. Because during Saturnalia this ancient Roman festival honored Saturn as a deity, a god of agriculture, liberation, and time. So it only seemed fitting after annual harvest that during this dinner festival, all slaves would be first served, as if they were the masters of the house. This was a time to celebrate prosperity, after the crops were good — and because Saturnalia was a holiday, businesses and government offices were closed, and no war was declared on this day. Roman poet Catullus called Saturnalia “the best of days”, and the Augustan poet Horace called this supreme (and decadent) liberty a “December liberty”, a leisure “free of grievous ambition.”** And as the end of the year approaches, isn’t that what we all look for? We’ve worked so long, we’ve accomplished so much, maybe now we should remind ourselves that sometimes we have to stop to switch things up a bit. Because if Saturn rules agriculture, liberation and time, then let’s use this time to liberate ourselves, and celebrate our fortunes in any form with every soul we see. * Ai, “The Good Shepherd” ** “Horace and the Didactic of Freedom” |
