It’s the Night Before Christmas, the darkest time of the year. This year, a full moon threatens that darkness. And with the light of that full moon, there is a thin ray of hope that awakens. In just two days, my children and grandchildren will fill the house with all the promise of tomorrow.
I have to admit that it seems that humanity is also facing its darkest times here in North America and other places on the planet. We are inundated with storms from a Mother Nature who has begun to despair as well. Our politicians are all about finding our enemies under every rock and encouraging us to build walls around us to keep the nameless enemies at bay.
It is amazing to me how the appearance of just one child in our house brings light and hope. The thought of my children and grandchildren in the house, laughing, eating, playing, and revelling in the moment of family, pushes the darkness back.
What is more amazing is that within each of us, there is an innocent child, often one who has been wounded. Yet in spite of the wounding, still has hope, still believes in the magic and power of goodness. Merry Christmas to you and your inner child.