More Dancing

“I stand at the window looking out, trying to remember the truths that nature always brings home. That what lies before me is not all there is. That time is ever passing, and not only when I notice. That strife and pain are no more unexpected than pleasure and joy. That merely by breathing I belong to the eternal.”― Margaret Renkl, The Comfort of Crows: A Backyard Year

“December reminds us that the membrane between life and death is permeable, an endless back and forth that makes something of everything, no matter how small, no matter how transitory. To be impermanent is only one part of life. There will always be a resurrection.”― Margaret Renkl, The Comfort of Crows: A Backyard Year

The slowing ensues as Christmas and New Years come closer.
May this season spark joy even in the midst of grief and struggle.
A pause to allow grace and ease, a resurrection in the making.
With the delight of children, a sense of wonder overflowing.
Hope, light and promise.
And by all means dance.

“A person who is not afraid of looking like a fool gets to do a lot more dancing.”― Margaret Renkl