*Last night I attended a Winter Solstice Celebration. It was a delightful gathering. We dined, wined and shared a warmth and willingness to embrace the moment and the meaning of light in our lives. †I left with an awareness of camaraderie and a peaceful heart.
*This morning I awoke to a sorrowful email from a friend. He wrote:
Lighting the tree? Christmastide?
Not for me.
Long gone, the brother. So weepy, the friends.
*My heart was saddened by his heartfelt outpouring. Even though Iím aware of the negative aspects this time of year possesses for many people, I was shocked and surprised to hear my friendís disclosure. I never knew. Of course I sent an email in response. I wrote:
The light of the season is within heart.
Thatís what people see, hear and feel from you.
The tree of life blossoms.
Dry your tears, friend.
Your light shines!
Blessings and Merry Christmas.
*Yes this is the season of joy, giving, love and peace and I do appreciate its being and itís true meaning. And in the words of† Tiny Tim Cratchit from Dickens Christmas Carol, ìGOD BLESS US, EVERY ONE!î
