Dear Friends,
Here is my holiday greeting to you all — celebrating this dark year and the Great Conjunction today December 21st when what is so far apart will feel close together for a moment.
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On reading the New York Times December 10, 2020:
Festival of Lights
It is the beginning of yet another dark year,
But each year is dark for a different reason.
Winter is the dark time where you either
Get on with it,
Or don’t,
Think deep thoughts
Remember old friends
And the dead.
Winter is the time for deep blooming
Down in the earth, in the dark
Waiting to be called upward
Taking its time, to the light,
Measured by the stars.
While Demeter wanders
Cold fields, grieving,
Persephone is glowing
in her dark kingdom,
Waiting her time of return
With the glory of spring
And new beginnings.
Meanwhile, in mystic patterns,
Above in the sky, birds
Sing celestial songs of
Winter’s coming,
Winter’s solstice,
“The darkest evening of the year.”
Now winter’s greatest misery
Darkness
Brings the gift of long sought
consolation,
Jupiter and Saturn
End their long isolation,
End their long separation,
To Form the Great Conjunction,
To the eye, so close
Even a dime can’t fit between them.
But in truth, apart by millions of miles.
So too are we like separated stars
Spread out through the firmament
Each in own orbit,
Distant, Spinning
Yet converging like the planets
To the Great Conjunction
Close, side by side,
Shining brilliantly in a shared light.
Dorothy S. Pam, so lucky to be surrounded by my whole family– daughter Carolyn and her family from Sunderland in the picture with me; sons Jeremy (in D.C.) and Ben (Greenfield) on the other side of the circle, in the picture with Bob.
