That long journey into midwinter has just ended. And this evening is the first sunset after the Solstice. The time when the sun stands still.  Here's a remembrance of Mullingar and the journey since then and how hard times makes us stronger. I belong to the poetry of the solstice, the dying sun, the fear that darkness will overpower us and faith in the light. A light shining in the dark that will not be quenched. I cling to that. the myth is the shape of my faith. I'm so excited that it's Christmas. And that I have permission to hope. 

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