The night - that last night - Thomas came home from hospital, I lit a lamp and hung it outside our gate so, as he was driven back to us, he could see home from the earliest possible moment. I couldn't wait those extra seconds for him to know how much we wanted him back.
The dark is good for me this year, a good time to be trying to brew new life.
But still, the tiny lengthening of the light feels like the world hanging out a lamp for me. I will get home. And if I am very, very lucky, I will see the sunrise.
Story-scribbling, free-dancing, skip-dipping, pond-gazing, bowl-licking, paint-splatting, land-marveling, book-gorging, stone-whittling, fire-starting, moon-bathing soul-singing warrior mama.
Happy Christmas Lunar - I hope the new year brings you everything you wish for. X
ReplyDeleteWishing you many a full cauldron this year, dear Lunar!
ReplyDeleteBlessings Be...I hope you saw the sun rise. We just have rain, clouds and more rain....
ReplyDeleteI wish with all the strength in me for your dream to come true. Xxx
ReplyDeleteThank you all. Onward...
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