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More Light …
At midnight the wind was biting and the Lakeland sky black. Then there arose within a murmuring assembly an inner warmth and childlike delight in darkness illuminated by moments, flares, sparks of light, loudly announcing their presence. Until the wind blew over each, ‘and it was gone.’
May all of life beneath the wide firmament be vivified in 2026 by such a warmth, such delight, and innumerable moments of clarifying light. Moments both come and go, ever so fleetingly – and it’s in their very transience that each of us grows.
May we gently use the gift of words, then – in every language under the sun – to tell of such moments, and to learn from, and re-member them. May we humans become ever more the poets, the co-creators, of well-lived lives, for all life …
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Dearest friend, your words touch my heart and my eyes can see what you so beautifully visualize. Happy, Happy New Year – hopefully we will see you in July..xx
Very dear Mimi, your message today brought this one to my attention, too. I’m sorry I missed it, not least because it eloquently explains our long transatlantic friendship – I’ve long thought, precisely, that you’ve often been able to see what I visualise. I have been and am so grateful for that, and for your generous encouragement. Hugs and renewed thanks 🤗 xxx