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The universe does not    revolve around you.    The stars and planets spinning    through the ball room of space    dance with one another    quite outside your small life.    You cannot hold gravity    of seasons: even air and water    inevitably evade your grasp.    Why not, then, let go?    …    Listen, every molecule is humming    its particular pitch.    Of course you are a symphony.    Whose tune do you think    the planets are singing    as they dance.        -- Lynn Unger      You belong here in this extraordinary universe. I belong here in this beautiful world. We are so lucky to be alive.

Let Christmas come, its story told, when days are short and winds are cold;    let Christmas come, its lovely song, when evening’s soon and night is long.    Let Christmas come, its great star glow, on quiet city, parks of snow,    let Christmas come, its table gleam, love born again: the truth of dream. John Hanley Morgan Choose your sound track – carols or symphonies, jazz or the winter wind.

There is something of the pagan in us all – something that responds to the great spinning Earth that calls us to worship daily, that fills our soul, that heals our spirit, that enables us to greet the new day and the new season not with dread but with anticipation. –Richard Gilbert Lie back and watch the sky or the shadows and feel the great Earth spinning

Dark, dark, dark the days, dark the month: see where the dark earth’s shadow lengthens, lengthens, dark, toward solstice day. Well, come then, let us make our lights, here in the dark, in the shadow, our lights, our Advent lights, our Chanukah  lights, our farolitos – our little lights, let us kindle our solstice fires, our luminaria, our Christmas lights. Let us make light until the season turns and the dawning comes…  adapted from John H. Morgan in Celebrating Christmas, ed. Carl Seaburg This week kindle a light in the darkness.