From the Babylonian Talmud, Book 3:
“The rabbis taught: Six things are said with regard to demons, three in which they are like the angels: they have wings, they float from one end of the world to the other, and they know what is about to be; and three in which they are like men: they eat and drink, they are fruitful and multiply, and they are mortal.
Six things are said with regard to men, three in which they are like angels: they have knowledge like the angels, they go with stature erect, and they speak in the holy language; and three like the beasts: they eat and drink like beasts, and they are fruitful and multiply, and they relieve nature.”
While Americans are popping champagne and watching the ball drop over Times Square, Scots are celebrating the Festival of Hogmanay. This event dates back to the Vikings, but can be traced as far back as the pre-Roman pagan practice of fire and sun worship during the dark months of winter. Later the Roman’s adopted the holiday as ‘Saturnalia’ where the people celebrated without any inhibitions or restraint.The Vikings celebrated a variation of this festival and called it ‘Yule’ which later became the 12 days of Christmas or ‘Daft Days’. The term Hogmanay appeared later, and the name seems to have several possible origins.
There are lots of variations that have evolved locally, most of these involve fire and a lot of drinking. Think Mardi Gras and a pyrotechnics convention put together. That pretty much sums it up. However, some older traditions prevail in rural areas.
In the Highlands, it is customary to celebrate Hogmanay with the saining ( ‘protecting’ or ‘blessing’) of the household and livestock. Early on New Year’s morning, the family consumes water from ‘a dead and living ford’ ( a river crossing that is routinely used by both the living and the dead) and then annoints the house. After the house and all its occupants (including the livestock) are blessed with water, everything is sealed up tight and juniper branches are set on fire and carried throughout the house and barns. Once the smoke is thick enough to cause sneezing and coughing, all the doors and windows are flung open air out the smoke and everyone sits down to breakfast, which is accompanied by whisky.
I was perusing around the internet and found this interesting piece of history. It was called a vampire hunting kit, but as you can see, there are a few tools to handle other pesky critters (such as silver bullets for werewolves). It’s lacking a key component (a mallet to pound in those wicked stakes), but hey, I wouldn’t mind having this in my arsenal. Course I think Maya would probably disapprove of dispatching anything with these crude methods.