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“Nature does not hurry, and yet everything is accomplished."
Lao Tzu
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Hi dear ones,
I don't have much to give today, and that's okay. Sometimes, we feel a little lacking of light to share with the world, just like a New Moon sky. That is Nature, that is Life - we are both.
I had other plans for this Letter, but once I arrived here to write, those plans felt forced; even inauthentic. So, I ditched them, and landed here, instead - yearning to share the words of another that I came upon earlier this week. A well written passage can serve as a salve for the soul. While they aren't my own medicine words today, I hope this following passage provides you with Wintertime soothing.
"The world rests in the night. Trees, mountains, fields, and faces are released from the prison of shape and the burden of exposure. Each thing creeps back into its own nature within the shelter of the dark. Darkness is the ancient womb. Nighttime is womb-time. Our souls come out to play. The darkness absolves everything; the struggle for identity and impression falls away. We rest in the night. The dawn is a refreshing time, a time of possibility and promise. All the elements of nature - stones, fields, rivers, and animals - are suddenly there anew in the fresh dawn light. Just as darkness brings rest and release, so the dawn brings awakening and renewal. In our mediocrity and distraction, we forget that we are privileged to live in a wondrous universe. Each day, the dawn unveils the mystery of this universe. Dawn is the ultimate surprise; it awakens us to the immense “thereness” of nature. The wonderful subtle color of the universe arises to clothe everything."
- John O'Donahue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom
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May you rest well within this dark, cradling night.
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