And we’ll take a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne
It is hard to believe the last days of Christmas are with us. I hope yours was beautiful. For the last three Christmases I’ve found it very difficult at first to enter into the joy and hopefulness of the season, and as has been true, eventually I fall all in, find my way to the magical-ness of it all. It’s the light that always gets me eventually. The way the darkness takes a step back in the face of the small, pin-pricks of light set forth- the candle flame, the twinkly Christmas light, the stars hung from the window. It’s just so beautiful, and it will always suck me in no matter how hard I try to bah humbug and hold off Hope.
I have not forgotten my promise to blog more in the wonder and contemplation vein. I have been getting so many notes about it, such lovely thoughts- I hope to have that ready for you all next week. It has been a fascinating, eye-opening, brain-stretching, yoke-lifting journey for me so far and I can’t wait to hear what you all have to think about it too.