Merry Christmas! I hope this day brings with it joy and blessings and happiness as the light returns, no matter what form the light takes in your life. I hope that as we have counted the days towards Christmas together, you have had some time to think about the darkness and the coming light. I hope you had time to revel in the darkness, to sleep and rest, to wonder and be in awe, to feel sadness and grief if those things come to you in the deep of winter. Solstice was a few days ago and the days are getting longer by a minute or two each passing day. Today is Christmas, my culture's most holy day as we celebrate the birth of light in the dark of winter.
For many people this story, the story of a baby literally born in the dark of winter, the dark of night, the dark of a stable, is the ultimate story of Christmas.
For many other people there are many other stories of light being born in the dark. Here's another of my favorites - wherever you find love, it feels like Christmas.
Merry Christmas, friends! What stories are important to you on this day of light in a season of dark? How do you celebrate our culture's most important holiday? What brings you joy on this winter morning?
Thank you for your beautiful blog. What brings me joy is celebrating what is rather than what might have been, or what I thought should've been - or what might be next year. In that frame of mind, the rain or snow is a gift - the sunshine a rare benediction. One other person, or even solitude alone is a precious as a herd of company. One present, or no present the same peace will provide. Just to be alive on a winter morning...to have eaten breakfast, to have turned the lights on the decorated tree, and have thanked the morning is Christmas enough. The rest is glitter. I had plenty of shine this year. The best glitter comes from the eyes of smiling friends and family.
Thank you for your beautiful blog. What brings me joy is celebrating what is rather than what might have been, or what I thought should've been - or what might be next year. In that frame of mind, the rain or snow is a gift - the sunshine a rare benediction. One other person, or even solitude alone is a precious as a herd of company. One present, or no present the same peace will provide. Just to be alive on a winter morning...to have eaten breakfast, to have turned the lights on the decorated tree, and have thanked the morning is Christmas enough. The rest is glitter. I had plenty of shine this year. The best glitter comes from the eyes of smiling friends and family.
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