A thrill of hope. A ray of light in the gloom. A willingness to risk failure against the possibility of something good and deeply rewarding happening. Messages of hope during Advent have opened me to risks. Some I find most difficult are the risks of offending someone. How often do I second-guess what a person’s reaction might be to something I say or do? We can self-censor ourselves into oblivion. May we all open our hearts and minds to new possibilities in our challenging New Years.
I like the flowers, and the bees, the birds, and the trees. I like wisps of steam floating upward from wiry ferns and the fireflies dancing at night. I like everything that belongs to all of us.
A thrill of hope. A ray of light in the gloom. A willingness to risk failure against the possibility of something good and deeply rewarding happening. Messages of hope during Advent have opened me to risks. Some I find most difficult are the risks of offending someone. How often do I second-guess what a person’s reaction might be to something I say or do? We can self-censor ourselves into oblivion. May we all open our hearts and minds to new possibilities in our challenging New Years.
Laurna – May it be so.