Where light begins

WHERE THE LIGHT BEGINS

A Blessing for Christmas Day

Perhaps it does not begin.

Perhaps it is always.
Perhaps it takes
a lifetime
to open our eyes,
to learn to see
what has forever
shimmered in front of us—

the luminous line
of the map
in the dark
the vigil flame
in the house
of the heart
the love
so searing
we cannot keep
from singing,
from crying out
in testimony
and praise.

Perhaps this day
will be the mountain
over which
the dawn breaks.
Perhaps we
will turn our face
toward it,
toward what has been
always.

Perhaps
our eyes
will finally open
in ancient recognition,
willingly dazzled,
illuminated at last.
Perhaps this day
the light begins
in us.


Quote: Jan Richardson
from Circle of Grace: A Book of Blessings for the Seasons

Image: “Where the Light Begins” © Jan Richardson

Dazzled

Shepherds: a serigraph by John August Swanson

“It must be a great disappointment to God if we are not dazzled at least ten times a day.”

Now is the moment. It is the only moment we truly have. Look around and see…

We are near the time and place which has called for so much preparation. We have been primed to be alert, to pay attention.

Paying attention can bring moments important and inspiring.

When alert I have seen:

— Fireflies covering a field. Like a blanket of light and movement, they floated in silent grace only saying what was necessary in the glow of dusk.
— Fox pups with coats orange-brown playing on a mound of green earth. With frisky jumps and dashing runs they tried to hide from one another only to be discovered by sweeping tails dipped in white.
— A tiny Carolina wren perched face-first high in the corner of my porch. Dusk had settled into night and this little one had found a safe, dry place to sleep.
— And just yesterday a streak of indigo caught my eye. Before I knew it I faced a tree host to a family of blue birds.

To my surprise… after all this time I still feel a rush of energy when I am present to these sightings. They are moments discovered outside of human control.

We are near the time and place when a moment outside of human control comes to blanket the world with peace and care.

Like the shepherds looking up to angels bright as stars, be alert as God’s presence moves among us.


Quote: Mary Oliver, Good Morning No 5, from Blue Horses (2014)
Location unknown – image source: stekla63.ru

The season when memories come…

Love will come

If in your heart you make a manger for his birth.
Then God will once again become a child on earth
.

 

We draw close and our hearts awaken.

A manger simple yet sturdy. Isn’t that what we seek in this season of Advent? We seek something that is strong enough to receive the promise of life and renewed love.

Isn’t that what these weeks before Christmas offer? They offer time set apart – time to focus on what gently holds our hope and calls us to watch and prepare a place for God.

We hope and listen. We prepare our hearts both outside and within, making room for new life and renewed love.


Reflection inspired by the song– If in your heart –
from the CD- An Unexpected Christmas – the Virginia Girls Choir and Ana Hernandez

Quote – Angelus Silesius
Art – He Qi