The holidays are our celebration of the solstice, a time of year where the past year ends and a new year begins, a time when we experience the darkest day of the year and a shift to ever growing light. It is also a time of reviewing our year so like
THE OPENING OF EYES
That day I saw beneath dark clouds
the passing light over the water
and I heard the voice of the world speak out,
I knew then, as I had before
life is no passing memory of what has been
nor the remaining pages in a great book
waiting to be read.
It is the opening of eyes long closed.
It is the vision of far off things
seen for the silence they hold.
It is the heart after years
of secret conversing
speaking out loud in the clear air.
— David Whyte
from Songs for Coming Home ©1984 Many Rivers Press