When the year’s shadows are
heaviest, when nights become long and cold, when feelings of self-doubt,
despair, and death draw near, we light candles to push away the darkness that surrounds
us.
The light of stars and the flames
of candles remind us of people we love, dreams we’ve followed, and the guidance
of wise teachers. They call us to reclaim what stirs our passions, what brings
us energy and meaning. They challenge us to care for those among us for whom
the light has grown dim.
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Ahhhh... I love Nature's song of joy. I returned home from a road trip to visit family last night. Built a fire in the woodstove and watched the crescent moon. This morning, I filled the bird feeder while the chickadees scolded and walked through fields where the snow melted while I was gone. On twitter, a Jungian therapist shared pithy quotes from Vic's first book on synchronicity, so I followed my heart and read the acknowledgements of that book. I read the paragraph about me many times and wept for those sweet days. Sometimes we have to make a little space around the crack to let the new light in. Thanks for bringing it all together with your reflection on Solstice, light, and joy.
ReplyDeleteWe have to make space to let the new light in. -- exactly, Elaine! Thank you for your insights.
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