Lux Mundi

Today will be the tiniest bit lighter – and therefore feel the tiniest bit longer – than yesterday. Through this darkest of months people of many faiths and of no faith at all have been bringing light into their homes. Actual ones, from those twinkling on trees to those burning in grates, and metaphorical ones. Every time I open a card to discover that another friend is expecting a baby or to see a change of address and read of the trials and joys of moving on I feel like another tiny slice of light has been let into our home.

This year there are a lot of hearts hanging on our tree, many given by my splendid Hens in Ludlow last year and they pack quite a love-punch for the ladies who gave them had to brave the snow to celebrate impending wifehood with me. More tiny slices of light – and love.

We celebrated our first wedding anniversary last week. Back up to Bisley we went, sans snow, to spend a night at our pop-up wedding reception venue, The Bear Inn, and to take a walk to All Saints in the fading afternoon light, to remember that difficult and wonderful day. The year really has flown for us – as it should when one’s having fun. More tiny slices of love and light.

Another tiny slice of light...

And now it is very nearly Christmas. For us the celebration of the light coming into the world. For us too, the celebration is in some ways easier and in some ways more complicated. Easier because, for me at least (must remember not to speak for him all the time!) I have the thing I used to say was the only gift I actually wanted for Christmas and more complicated because this gift comes with a greater sense of what you could lose and with the awesome prospect of actually being able to multiply the gift. Could we be celebrating next Christmas in the company of a brand new person?

However the light comes to you, through the growing days, through the mulling wine, through Diwali candles or a lamp-lit crib, have a cool Yule. Then, as my talented friend Stu McLellan (whose wonderful drawings hang on our wall) recently wrote:

And as the dawn draws our eyes skyward
May our hearts fill with strength and faith
May we choose well how to live this day

Those lights just keep on coming.

Happy Christmas.

 

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About jemma74

I am espoused to Kevin Donnelly - he of Tin Drummer fame - and, together with our two splendid cats, Grace and Mabel, we share this little slice of heaven down on the Severn... oh, and I also do poetry. Also reading, cooking, drinking and drama teaching not always at once or in that order.
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