Ritual journal: light in the darkness

Advent began, for those who celebrate, on November 30th.

Michael is not a fan of formal religion, but accepts certain rituals, such as having an Advent Wreath, as these are ways of marking time, keeping Christian holidays from being solely a commercial enterprise. I mean, I did buy the candles. We are gathering tools to make deer tallow candles, but have had delays in sourcing candle wick. Hanukkah, Kwanza, Diwali, all involve light in dark times.

These are the people who bring light into my life.

Celebrating the union of friends brings light into my life.

Having the Grand Guy trust me to cut his hair brings light into my life.

Watching the wee Grand develop coordination and strength brings light into my life.

Seeing the same face appear in different generations brings light into my life.

Watching the love shared by the Grands brings light into my life.

Savoring the food stashed away in sunnier days brings light into my life.

Having a partner who devises lovely ways to survive without a dryer while we work on revising our house brings light into my life.

We have few days when the sun shines; a gift of La Niña. When it does shine, we appreciate the light even more.