(It's an automatic habit of mine, that makes Star Wars fan-friends chuckle. Some things just become habit, I guess.)
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It's that last week of Advent, the week of Peace.
What is peace? Is fighting for it a contradiction in terms? Do you work for it, or let it come, let it be?
Along with quiet, along with learning patience, with learning to handle things that don't feel very much like hope, love, joy, and peace. I will be human after all. Did things go as I planned, did I get huge insights? Not really. That I can rest, that while doing it, I can bring things together, that I'm tougher than I think, --were my insights. The whole point was lighting up the dark bit by bit, chasing darkness. That patience...oh, I hear how I'm patient all the time, but I don't feel it. I guess we learn it as we grow.
I am learning to appreciate both light and dark, especially as the darkness comes so early- so I'm attempting to expose myself to as much light as possible, literally and figuratively.
I'm not sure some things are realized in this life time, but I'm growing, and that's what matters. Learning patience, learning to be still.
The only advice I have? Do what works for you. It's tough to wait, while still doing. It's tougher still to get into a waiting place.
Be joyful. Hopeful. Loved and loving. Peaceful, starting internally.
While this is an ancient tune, new words were added. Such is the way of changing climates, sadly. I'm still hunting down the original.