Time to Light Candles

It's dark these days. Daylight Saving skipped away last week to wherever it lives during the winter. Usually sunny Bend has had more than the normal grey days. The temperatures are promised to drop a bit this week. And many of the events of our nation have a foreboding energy around them that could be described as dark.

We offer as a warming antidote the first stanza from "The Great Invocation" (Djwhal Khul/Alice Bailey)

From the point of Light within the Mind of God

Let Light stream forth into the minds of all people.

Let Light descend on Earth!

Then let us all light candles to tell our physical eyes that there is glowing, warm hope available to us always, to show us that there is always something we can do as we stand in Divine Love, to soothe us when we might forget the power and eternal strength of Good.

I light this candle for you!

Just For You!

Freshly scratched earth.  Moved all the "weeds" to the hen yard.

I did it for you.  We've had a spot of sun today. I grabbed it and ran outside to scratch in the earth, move a few mislocated plants into the hen yard for the girls to eat, and tend the chicken house.

Not bragging here over the good fortune of our good weather. I've been reading your posts of the increasing intensity of yearning for spring, for dirt, for seeds and sprouts, for the warmth of the sun. And I know that many of you are sitting out your umpteenth snow storm while your hands clench the seed catalog and a hot drink.

That's why I rushed outside.  It was the most important of Things I get to do today:  to use the little window of dry sun to honor all your longings.  Is it not easier to bear a thing if you know the situation is not universal, if you know that someone, somewhere is holding the light, the hope, the vision so that you can yourself break through once more into your bliss?  The snow will melt.  The sun will shine.  The earth will warm.  Seeds will sprout.  All is well.  I did this for you.