I sometimes marvel at how the religion I was raisedin, Christianity, continues to intrude on my Buddhist path, even though I haven't identified as a Christian for decades.
Christmas is a prime example. I still celebrate Christmas. My wife and I have a tree and exchange presents. When we visit family out-of-state, I'll go to Christmas Eve services with my mother. We have a couples' dinner party with friends on Christmas Eve when we stay home. We watch A Muppet Christmas Carol. Repeatedly. I find Christmas music comforting. Hell, even my sangha won't give me a break. We have a new member reception every year between Chanuka and Christmas and the reception are is decorated for the holidays.
I don't think I'll ecape this in my lifetime. I'm not sure I want to.
There are other Christian influences to be sure; stuff that was a part of the culture I was raised in.
Thoughts?
Christmas is a prime example. I still celebrate Christmas. My wife and I have a tree and exchange presents. When we visit family out-of-state, I'll go to Christmas Eve services with my mother. We have a couples' dinner party with friends on Christmas Eve when we stay home. We watch A Muppet Christmas Carol. Repeatedly. I find Christmas music comforting. Hell, even my sangha won't give me a break. We have a new member reception every year between Chanuka and Christmas and the reception are is decorated for the holidays.
I don't think I'll ecape this in my lifetime. I'm not sure I want to.
There are other Christian influences to be sure; stuff that was a part of the culture I was raised in.
Thoughts?