Days when beloved faces shone brighter
With light from beyond themselves;
And from the granite of some secret sorrow
A stream of buried tears loosened.
The penultimate verse of John O’Donohue’s blessing At the end of the year conjures up a sea of beautiful faces for me.
The many, many people who have been part of my year, the vast majority of whom I have not seen in person.
Those who have journeyed with us as we walked this challenging year. Sharing joys and sorrows, smiles and tears.
Those whose words have fed my soul and expanded my understanding of the current times. Who have opened up ways of seeing and being that has impacted who I think I am and what I am here to do.
Those who have shown me transcendent beauty through their grace and generosity, who inspire me to be a blessing.
Finally, for those who are no longer here, who have left their mark in our lives, reminding us of our better selves.
And you, who do you see?