Perhaps it does not begin.
Perhaps it is always...Perhaps this day
the light begins
in us.--- Jan Richarson
Holidays are often times when that which is timeless and eternal in life meets that which is immediate, even mundane. The eternal collides with the everyday... sometimes spectacularly, sometimes akwardly, with joy and grief and...
This morning, we will deck our hall with tributes. We will take stock. We will celebrate possiblity in our midst.
A simple ritual will follow an ingathering of new members at both services. All are welcome. Love will prevail!!