Lean into our common humanity by celebrating the solstices and equinoxes, which we all share. Theodore Roethke's poem The Lost Son is good medicine for this darker turn of season and mind.
Ahhh Gary, you did it again. So generous with your spirited embrace of the light and the darkness, in this way comforting and accompanying. I feel warmly invited to this big party, to life, to my life. Another post I will share widely! Thank you!
My Son I understand you with each sharing read and reflection on your journey in our shared place in the universe. Thank you for being in my heart and life each day!
I love this Gary- I kept those words from Roethke above my desk for the longest time- solstices and equinoxes should be celebrated- thank you
Ahhh Gary, you did it again. So generous with your spirited embrace of the light and the darkness, in this way comforting and accompanying. I feel warmly invited to this big party, to life, to my life. Another post I will share widely! Thank you!
My Son I understand you with each sharing read and reflection on your journey in our shared place in the universe. Thank you for being in my heart and life each day!
So beautiful. Thank you!