In the midst of winter darkness, together despite the miles between us, we await, we call out, we cry for the light. We are expectant, we are hopeful. We long for love, we long for birth. Our longing is for ourselves and for our world.
Each reflection is offered as a gift of personal insight or discovery shared from the heart. May these words touch your heart and be a source of nourishment and hope for your spirit.
In the midst of winter darkness, together despite the miles between us, we await, we call out, we cry for the light. We are expectant, we are hopeful. We long for love, we long for birth. Our longing is for ourselves and for our world.