Let Us Be Light
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Hello friends, “Light is returning, even though this is the darkest hour. No one can hold back the dawn…” – Charlie Murphy & Jami Sieber It’s Solstice weekend as I write this. It is cold outside. There’s flooding not far from here. There are families afraid to go to work or school. There are people hoarding power and wealth who care only for themselves. There are mass shootings. War. There are people fueled by cruelty, hatred, and fear. These are dark times, indeed. These are also times of light. Think of the thousands of ways that people are kind. Think of the thousands of sparks of hopefulness being kindled right now. Think of the thousands of acts of bold defiance. Think of the songs being sung, the candles lit, the food shared. Think of the blankets delivered, truth spoken, families protected, and relationships nurtured. This time of year—the winter solstice in the Northern Hemisphere—also reminds me of the ways in which not all darkness is bad. Some darkness incubates, nurtures, or provides rest. Some darkness helps us better see the soft grey illumination of winter’s dawn. In these times, let us be light for one another. In these times, let us offer respite and warmth. In these times, let us remember: No one can hold back the dawn. Solstice blessings to you and yours. I appreciate your light so much. I feel you, out there. As you read these words, a connection is forged. And where there is connection, hope resides. Best wishes — Thorn
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T. Thorn Coyle
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