It’s the irony of being Canadian that just as the days grow darkest, we are thrown into the story of new birth.
So it is for many of us, and so it was for me many Christmases ago when I spent Christmas Eve and Christmas Day caring for my first and only newborn.
Life is precious in all its forms, but it is in the baby that we see that purity the most clearly. Not because it isn’t there later in life, but because our eyes get cluttered up with the outer appearance.
The truth is, we are all that One Light, that One Love, and no matter how old we get, how far away we may be from where we started or where we want to go, that Light that is within us still shines.
We are creative beings, constantly capable of generating new life in so many forms it’s often hard to fathom.
Embrace the season, with all its unexpected gifts. With loving kindness to ourselves and others, we expand our consciousness and make ourselves known.

The light within always shines