Tomorrow is a new day

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Indeed, tomorrow is a new year. Yet, in reaching for my usual John O’Donohue’s blessings – For a New Beginning and For a New Year – I sensed that 2023 might require something different of us. I don’t know what it is, though I suspect we might need more courage and hope than we have … Read more

Hope at the beginning of the turn

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Those following Gideon Heugh’s Advent Journey in Darkling will know that we have faced the longest night and are now at the cusp of the turn. Solstice marks the beginning of the Turn–the slow hemispheric shift towards warmer, longer days: hope as a planetary motion. At this time of solstice, the zenith of the dark … Read more

Radical hope in the dark matter

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I smiled. Unlike the human inhabitants of our valley, this buttercup clearly hadn’t read the weather forecast. Yet what a gift for this time of preparation and waiting. Back home, I captured my emerging thoughts on what next as a short manifesto: THE ART OF QUIET DISRUPTION Seeding beautiful wordsis an act of radical hopethat … Read more

In-betweenness and being in the mist

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The chilled mist rolling into the valley, obliterating the contours, and then rolling out again was an interesting experience. And I wonder whether these in-between times we’ve been exploring have other parallels. Because when we find ourselves in these gaps, we often lose sight of the contours of the landscape. So perhaps it’s at these … Read more

Appreciating the little signs of life

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Even in the deepening fall, when the leaves are shed, and vegetation is dying back, there is life. It just takes a little more to see it there. And when the darkness feels like it is closing in, remember that hope is not extinguished. A spark remains. RUMOURS OF LIGHT The hope that’s lingeringbeneath the … Read more

And down came the rain

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Simple drizzle, little drops leisurely finding their way to earth. Followed by sheets. Driving curtains of rain penetrating every crack, horizontal and vertical. Subsiding, then changing its mind and inviting the wind along for the ride. Calm, and the promise of light shafting through the clouds. Life feels like this sometimes. Just when we think … Read more