I can’t help but think about tradition this time of year, which makes me think of impermanence. Tradition is often thought of as something timeless and unchanging, passed down from a previous generation. It reminds me of the lyric from “Fiddler on the Roof.” You may ask, how did this tradition start? ... I'll tell you - I don't know. But it's a tradition …”
I have two favorite holiday traditions the first one is the hanging of lights, which if you recall from my Christmas article last year, is a shared Buddhist and western tradition.