for the first time in a long time this morning, i was able to light the candles on my altar and not fear setting something on fire. i didn't need to turn the light by the back door to walk the puppies. even under the blanket of sodden gray clouds, i can feel the sun growing stronger. patches of emerald green are spreading along the borders of the lawn, the buds on the birches outside my window are swelling. the silver willow across the pond looks yellow in the pewter dawn.
my meditation for the day suggested that to welcome the burgeoning light, i honor and recognize the Light in me. to that effect, i have already treadmilled for 20 minutes, folded laundry and driven libby up the hill. i have plans to continue more in the same vein. i have an article to finish, a class to teach this evening in Advanced Tarot. (the story of the mouse ended happily - i bought a new mouse and a new keyboard. now i have letters!)
but first, on this soft gray morning, i will first indulge in that most ancient Rite of Spring... and join Beloved back in bed. ;)
and furthermore, the war must end. blessed be.