This holiday season shine bright!


It seems like no matter how much I try to sleep these days, the sun wants to sleep more.  In the morning when I set the kettle to boil and try to wake up the house, it feels like I’m on a some secret mid-night mission.  And when I bring the dinner plates to the table each evening, I feel like we’re somehow running behind.  The day is so short.  The dark, so long.

No matter the meaning we each bring to this holiday season, this is the primal, unspoken truth–we celebrate in December to bring light to the darkest part of the year.

And what I have found as I’ve grown and aged and maybe gotten a little wiser, is that the merry making, the holiday-ing, the sparkle and shine, the giving–I’ve found that all of this can and should be a time of tending to the ever-burning flame of Light inside of us.  To bringing forth, brighter than ever, all the Good in our own hearts.

In the past, as I envision it, our lives were more tightly tied to the seasons.  I imagine this month as one filled with Time.  Time to be in the home more, time to just be, together.  I know on our own little farm, December is the quietest month of all.  A short break between the bustle of summer labor and autumn harvest and all the planning and beginning that start right back up in January.  A slow month.

This is what I think we all long for, even more than for Christmas morning–a month of Christmas.  As soon as Thanksgiving ends, I know I am hit with the deepest desire to end all classes, to stay home instead of driving all over, to just be.  If only this were possible…

And since it is not, the gift we need to give to ourselves during what turns into a rushed and busy season instead, is the gift of taking.  Taking time, amidst the beating drum of the modern day.  Time, amidst the chaos, to find the stillness inside us that this quiet and black earth are calling for.
Holding space for this stillness, we can fill our own light-hearts with that same deep peace the earth is showing us. We can focus on finding our own sturdy and strong centers, fortifying our foundations against what is a sometimes tumultuous ride.  From this warm and fuzzy and well tended flame inside, we are able to really give, not just during the holidays, but throughout the year.

Because the beauty of Christmastime is not in the gifts themselves, but in the amount of love they are filled with.  Can we give enough to ourselves and each other this season to refuel us for another year around the sun?  Can we cultivate our flames under the cover of winter so that they can burn brightly through another cycle of ups and downs and throughs and arounds?

The shared meals, the extra sweetness, the thoughtful expressions of love, they mean more than anything, they give much more than the sum or their parts.  Out on the streets and in the home, we can use this time to slow down and shed our light on all those dusty corners.  With every smile, we can send out beams of light into any worn or heavy hearts.  When focused, we have the power to shine as brightly as that sleepy winter sun, to keep things warm and light and alive and growing.   That’s what all this celebrating is for, after all.

The world has its cold and dark places; believe it or not, it needs your help to keep the home fires burning.  So make your heart light, spread your cheer and goodwill.  And don’t forget to let others shine theirs on you.  Let’s all make as much merry as we can to remind each other that the light is always on, the doors, always open.

That fire can not burn us if we are already ablaze.

Happy Holidays!!!

Become one with me; happy solstice!


I don’t know about you, but I am ready for the world to shine a little brighter.

Even though I am this mystery of duality at times, with the me on the one hand, trying not to point out to everyone that just as so many others before us have thought that the dooms day was coming, this isn’t the first time we humans have also thought that the golden age was upon us either–the me with a mind that critiques everything; and then the me on the other hand that is just a heart that bleeds with love and hope, the me that can’t help but believe always and forever that the best will happen–the eternal optimist.

And isn’t that just what it means to be alive, all of us saddled with the contradictions of flesh, bones, dirt, sorrow, spirit, breath, life, joy?  The two sides of the human coin.  What did you imagine coming?  Or did you, just a bit, like me, think that this was only more of that same aching and reaching exemplified in these two scenarios?

But reasonable conclusions aside, one theory about what this new age will bring is a moving from the dual to the singular.  Peaceful unity, and I like the sound of that, that is where I will place my bets.  That is the side–while there still are sides–that I am on.  So, human beings around the world, let’s do this.  Let’s change the world.

Let’s join the solstice sun in shining a little more and a little stronger and a little warmer each day from here forth.

“Winter is the warmest season” says the book the kids and I have been reading, so do not despair.

Happy winter! 

Happy returning of the sun–the blessed, blessed sun!

Happy end of the world and beginning of an era!  Let’s see about ending some of that infamous two-sidedness of our human condition.

Let’s aim to become one.