In the Eve of Christmas, the window of our hearts, however stained, opens freely and radiates with possibilities given in the Birth and the Resurrection of Christ. —G. Hill Yet we are a kaleidoscope of complicated intricacies. A million different facets of light and darkness, moving and shifting. – K.M.Keeton We look through the kaleidoscope…

I sometimes think we expect too much of Christmas Day. We try to crowd into it the long arrears of kindliness and humanity of the whole year. As for me, I like to take my Christmas a little at a time, all through the year. ——-David Grayson I like Grayson’s thoughts taken from one of…

The first ornaments hung during Advent are the ones we string in our glowing hearts. ——G. Hill ADVENT, from the Latin, adventus, meaning arrival and coming. I think about the contextual interplay of adventus as both “arrival and coming”. As a family, we prepared for the coming of the Christ Child by celebrating his arrival…

Thanksgiving merits more than one day. We want it to spill over to the beyond, to temper the stormy ocean tides of life, to lap easily on the mind so our simple joys can snuggle up and meet us where we are, in the afterglow of gratitude, adrift in the buoyancy of a tranquil soul—-something…

Growing up I thought my life was a boring, nondescript black and white. But looking back, it replays in beautiful, sparkling, living color. If that is maturity, or wisdom, or senility, I say bring it on. —-G. Hill . . . My cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days…

The past is a place of reference, not a place of resident, but the journey forward requires an occasional glance back. – Roy T. Bennett Road trips carry more than luggage. Our family stories travel with us, tracing the lines between now and then. —-G. Hill After nourishment, shelter, and companionship, stories are the thing…

Groundwork is laid. Be ready. Stand in the realm of possibilities. —–David Levithan. Living in the realm of possibilities is stepping into your knowing place where all things possible pulsate with promises. —-G. Hill And looking at them, Jesus said to them, “With people this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” —–Matthew…

Note: Before we say goodbye to October, let’s revisit what October has to say, setting the stage for my next post: Groundwork: Harvesting Possibilities Coming soon: Groundwork: Harvesting Possibilities GH

Dedicated to those left behind: Your medley of sadness, regret, guilt, anger and love has a name: Grief. Little by little, grief slowly fades. But love’s bloom never dies. —–Unknown One More Day One more day with my rose– Too quickly it goes. The bloom so sublime Lost by time. One more day with the…

An early morning walk is like bathing in grace. My fellow morning walkers know this. We nod to each other. Words break the spell. We soak up blessing for the day, drawing from nature, our one accord: harmony. ——G. Hill GH