When the world seems dark, a book of hope

When the world seems dark, a book of hope

Sometimes, like this week’s solar eclipse, it feels like all the light has suddenly gone out. Activities you once enjoyed or places you once found solace, may feel dim and cold. The world has a way of peeling away your skin, so that reaching for some bright new beginning seems achingly, blisteringly impossible. Where to turn, when all the earth seems shrouded in shadow?

No Ordinary Babe

No Ordinary Babe

For many people, Christmas is the highpoint of the year, but this year, suffocating under the weight of so much sorrow, it might feel harder to celebrate. Families slaughtered in their safehouses. Others taken hostage. Still others buried beneath the red rain of rockets. The diaspora of the desperate, crossing oceans and mountains and jungles in search of shelter. The hungry, the lonely. Those who’ve lost their way. Those who’ve lost loved ones. Those who’ve lost their homes.

The light that never changes

The light that never changes

Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about light. As the days get shorter and the nights earlier, I am increasingly aware of my need for it. As the light decreases so does my energy. I’m less motivated to head out in the early morning to walk. Come evening, I’d rather stay cozily cooped up inside than gallivant about. And, living in the country means more stars, but it also means it’s harder to see at night. All of this is beyond my control. As the earth journeys around the sun, it limits the amount of light I receive. There is, however, a light that never changes.