… And Now Is Our Time to Hold the Light.
As always, with absolutely no help from me, the sun rose again this morning (albeit through thick fog) awakening me to not just a new day but a new year …one that for many of us is not the year we were hoping for. But it is the year that is and as I quoted Vicki Robin a few posts ago, “I am not hopeless. I am only without the hopes I had.”
So… as we turn the page and cross the threshold, let’s remember who we are and let’s be real together in that place where the spirit meets the bone.
Allow me, please, to refer back to last week’s post where Nikki Giovanni encouraged us to be alive to imagination and possibility … where Jon Quelly wrote in Common Dreams, I feel deeply that the light we all share in the human heart is the beginning of our path forward. And the ‘anonymous’ Christmas Poem reminded us to speak our love and speak it again.
So … until next time, I offer these beautiful words by Stuart Kestenbaum from Only Now … a gift from my friend, Annie, regifted to you with all Good Blessings for the year ahead, and perhaps regifted by you to someone you love as we continue to draw the circle wide and ever-wider.
See you soon,
Love, Sulima
Holding the Light Gather up whatever is glittering in the gutter, whatever has tumbled in the waves or fallen in flames out of the sky, for it is not only our hearts that are broken, but the heart of the world as well. Stitch it back together. Make a place where the day speaks to the night and the earth speaks to the sky. Whether we created God or God created us it all comes down to this: In our imperfect world we are meant to repair and stitch together what beauty there is, stitch it with compassion and wire. See how everything we have made gathers the light inside itself and overflows? A blessing. Stuart Kestenbaum
