It is the time of the winter solstice, a vulnerable point in the year, a time of extremes—the shortest day, the longest night. I feel a weight, a heaviness along with the festivity. The season itself asks me to make it a vulnerable point in my year, to open my heart, and in doing so, feel the darkness as well as the light, sorrow as well as joy. The significance seems to be not that it is a celebration of light but that it is a celebration of light in the darkness. I open my heart to the light in the darkness.
SKG
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