A Light in December
~ a reflection by Patricia & Patrick Woehrlen, December 2022
Mornings and afternoons without sun. Clouds, rain, snow. All is gray. All is grim.
Inward, we hide from the cold;
from the crowds; from the chaos, pain, and disasters that surround us.
Time folds inside itself. Time creases; time melts; time presses us down.
Light, time brings, growing in the midst of the longest darkest night.
When people gather and sing.
When bonds are formed, and celebrated.
We learn. We communicate; to meet each other in the middle.
We find others, and ourselves.
Miracles. It is a time to imagine the world we want to create.
Imagination tells us we can create that world.
It gives us the spark, the determination to act.
Because we are meant to learn from each other.
We are meant to meet with each other, to be with each other.
We are meant to see the light in others.
We are meant to see the light in ourselves.
We are meant to be the light.
We are meant to imagine miracles.
We are meant to create these miracles.
We are meant to create the world
This we can do. This we must do.