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Love to Gracie and all of her people.
May it be so. Thank you, dear Ose.
Beautiful, Michele. Thank you for being here with us, for shining your light.
Hi Lisa, I am glad to see you here again. I have also been inspired, at least with regard to my inner work, by some of the same poets. I am reminded to return to them and I look forward to looking up the ones I am not familiar with. Thanks and have a good day.
I too join with you in these prayers today for the light to shine in and through all of us. Sending out love from grateful sea.
It is beautiful, Sylvie, the jeweled heart reminding how treasured. And the light inside. With my light I join you in this prayer. Sending out love to you and Gabi and Awinchen.
What a very difficult thing you are going through. Of course I will hold you in prayer dear Mary, you and your husband — today and in the coming days. Thank you for sharing your heart with us. Sending love from grateful sea.
Thank you, Mary.
Hello Alicia, this is just to say I am sending love out to you, hoping you are feeling better after your fall, and please know that I hold you and your husband in the circle of light.
Oh dear Ursula, I too am walking with you in this as I have been “lighting match after match” in the words of our dear Brother David (from his Christmas letter) and following a twelve nights ritual as you suggested (thank you!), but feeling thru-out so very flawed! There is something he wrote in the letter about sitting in the glow of the candlelight while letting oneself gently down into the darkness. And not to fear it. And to practice holding simultaneously awareness of thre...
Oh dear Ursula, I too am walking with you in this as I have been “lighting match after match” in the words of our dear Brother David (from his Christmas letter) and following a twelve nights ritual as you suggested (thank you!), but feeling thru-out so very flawed! There is something he wrote in the letter about sitting in the glow of the candlelight while letting oneself gently down into the darkness. And not to fear it. And to practice holding simultaneously awareness of three things — the darkness, the flare of the match, the light. Even if I do not understand this at all with my mind, I sense with my heart that for me this practice is a way forward. I’m not sure what I’m saying except that I want you to know, dear friend, that I too have felt the darkness despite my intention to focus on the light.
I can’t see the path ahead but I trust that these experiences will prepare me for the next turn. I have just begun reading a journal on journal-writing that my sister gave me when I visited for Christmas. Just last night I read an entry that left me in tears with the feelings of shared human experience. It begins this way:
“Somehow I have the feeling that I am on a strange winter journey, a long passage through darkness. That the outer dark season is only part of it.”
(from A Walk Between Heaven and Earth: A Personal Journal on Writing and the Creative Process by Burghild Nina Holzer)
I wonder if you know of this author as she is Austrian (though living and teaching in the US at the time she wrote the book, 1994)?
Thank you for your honesty, for ALL that you are, dear Ursula. And your beautiful prayer and blessings. Sending light and love from grateful sea.
Dear Shannon, I am sorry for your loss of Skylar. What a beautiful story you have shared of the man who helped. Thank you.
Dear Sylvie, how are you feeling? Is your painful jaw better? My hopes are joined with yours, that we keep our circle of light shining and that no-one feels outside of it.
How magical, thank you Helen.
I forgot to say that your photo brought back to me a good memory of my first experience with these flowers. When I was about ten years old, for Christmas, my mother gave me and my sister each a big amaryllis bulb, a pot and some soil. She showed us how to plant the bulb halfway in the soil and reminded us when it was time to water. We had no idea what to expect. I remember being thoroughly impressed at how quickly the bright green, waxy leaves began shooting up and then how they arced ov...
I forgot to say that your photo brought back to me a good memory of my first experience with these flowers. When I was about ten years old, for Christmas, my mother gave me and my sister each a big amaryllis bulb, a pot and some soil. She showed us how to plant the bulb halfway in the soil and reminded us when it was time to water. We had no idea what to expect. I remember being thoroughly impressed at how quickly the bright green, waxy leaves began shooting up and then how they arced over so gracefully as they lengthened. And finally, of course, the astonishment of finding the blossom open one morning. Unexpected joy 🙂
Thank you, dear Ose, from my heart, for being here with us through the year and now.
What a bright burst of trumpet music is this amaryllis, a gift to you and now to us. Your gratefulness overflows into blessing me, dear Palm, thank you. I love to imagine your little daughter night swimming in light rain, to think of you doing crafts together, and especially sharing hugs and the feeling that “all shall be well.” Wishing you simple pleasures and unexpected joy today.
Thank you so much, Michele. I am really very touched. I love it and will copy it into my journal. It helps me remember some of the old good energy that used to be me. I am wishing you also magic and dreams and all good things.
I feel our lights joined, shining brighter and am so grateful.
Thank you so much, dear Palm. I tend to withdraw and isolate when feeling so challenged but now I am trying something new — to keep showing up so that maybe little by little I feel the courage and find the words to share more. I have kept you in my heart since you shared your work-related worries, dear friend, and am wishing you a most peaceful night.
Oh dear Anna, of course I will pray for this, for your father’s health and your mother’s too. Yes, of course. I am here but so quiet as my emotions right now make putting words together feel very difficult and then I worry that such a short reply to anything will seem uncaring when actually I am overwhelmed with caring. But this I can do, — light a candle and pray. And I am happy to know a special thing just for you. I send a warm embrace, dear friend.
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