Are you ready? Where will you be tomorrow night? Will you be safe and warm? Will there be someone to comfort you and warm you? Will you be safe and sound and when you awaken have a feeling of having slept soundly? Tomorrow remember those whose days and nights are all long difficult distances from a place of comfort to a place of sanctuary where they feel welcomed. Remember to leave a light on and usher in the stranger as a guest at the hour of darkness and offer to them a bridge over troubled waters. You will be burning this light, this little light always in your heart and it will radiate out over the world into the depth of the darkest nights of the spirit, to give a place, a glimmer of hope to those who have never felt safe and secure, never had a warm bed to share, never felt that there was a place for them in the moment of their deepest despair.
Ironically this is the moment of the birth of twins one of whom was one of my best friends now long gone. He was a benevolent brother. Like so many people in poverty their lives are shattered by the tearing asunder of their network of friends, family, loved ones, partners. They feel a sense of pathos. As tomorrow is the day of the performance of one of my granddaughters in the school play. In the film, ” Love Actually is All Around,” the narrator insists that all of the messages sent at the collapse of the Twin Towers and the downing of the planes were messages of love.
Now in this time we have many terrorists who have posed a threat to the stability of others. We insists that we will protect the rights of the citizens and humanity by curtailing the rights of those with mental illness. I for one have suffered a long time and lost everything, nearly my life more than once, and I know that there are many people with mental illnesses who are not a threat to others, they are terrified and alone most of the time. What is it that we curse the vulnerable instead of embracing them? Why do we seek to punish everyone because of a simple coward? Let us learn to discern the difference between danger and allow people to thrive with compassion and honoring their lives. Let us make a place for the least of our community to live in peace.
Until the New Year may you be safe and sound and always have someone to look into their eyes and see them reflect back your warmth, your gaze and love.
New day, my friend’s anniversary. Life is warm and fresh. It will be unseasonably warm straight through to the first of Kwanzaa. Amazing to live in a land where there is a complete transformation from a blizzard and Arctic cold to a balmy 60 degrees. Amazing to breathe and be gracious. To find peace, to believe, have a place in one’s heart for forgiveness, to allow life to proceed and let go of the past obstacles.
Let us give thanks for the blessings of this time, even if in a distant star light we are seen as being primitive. It is the spirit of the season that is significant and not the holiday.
Let us give thanks for the finite gift of being here in this point in time.