On The Shortest Day

It has been a full and wonderful day. In Harrogate I watched the dawn light fill my attic window. In Leeds the meditation group welcomed me to their meeting. Then hours later waved me off into the still light afternoon. As the light faded red tail-lights ribboned into the sky as I crossed the Pennines. Preston this evening with presents exchanged. All glitter and celebration. Always a pleasure to visit my cousin and family.

I can’t help but reflect now on this action packed, people packed day and wonder at the marvel of it all. And to remember the elderly women seen yesterday in her failing and faltering. Wanting it overwith. The marvel is the spark of her which ever remains.

For those who see no light left.

Here an image of Mt Fuji from a webcam sent me via email.

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