We all are, in some way, aren't we--afraid of the dark, I mean?
And the next too days are the darkest day's of the year.
We have two clocks in our bedroom that give off a little light. That works for me.
But walking my dog--even at 5 pm these days--brings a tad of anxiety. It is so dark by then that I'm looking at shadows as if they are threatening me in some way.
The Winter Solstice may be my favorite day of the year--because I know from then for many months, there will be a little more light each day--a few seconds early for sunrise and a few seconds later for sunset. The Light will come more and more.
Conversely, the Summer Solstice may be the day of the year I hate most. Thought light will stay for months after that, every sunset is a few seconds sooner and ever sunrise a few seconds later. The Darkness gathers and gathers, until right now, nearing Christmas, until Darkness reigns supreme.
Leave a light on tonight. It's serious Dark these days.
But know this, the Light is about to come--little by little, to reclaim the days and we go forward.
You need not fear always.....
The light begins, very soon, to come back.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Blog Archive
-
▼
2015
(341)
-
▼
December
(31)
- New Year's Eve
- The sixth day of Christmas (really, this time)
- The 6th day of Christmas
- The 4th day of Christmas
- The third day of Christmas
- One good thing
- Well worth the search...
- Christmas Eve Sermon--2015
- Chistmas dinner on the grill
- The eve of The Eve
- What a dope! Really!
- Mimi's home
- Walking Man
- Afraid of the Dark
- Under a week
- Cabbage rolls
- OK, I'm trying to be calmer...
- It's December 16 and I just grilled fish
- Two trees
- The Voice vs. the voices
- Traveling even lighter
- Traveling light...
- weather
- Aunt Elsie III
- It's getting darker...
- pain in the butt
- Moving to Canada
- A couple of things about my new computer
- Aunt Elsie II
- Aunt Elsie
- At last...
-
▼
December
(31)
About Me
- Under The Castor Oil Tree
- some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.
No comments:
Post a Comment