The space between the end and the beginning

A new and glorious morn

A new and glorious morn

So Christmas hath ended, passed away, disappeared into the ethers.

New Year’s approaches, wearing bells and jangles, but she’s still in the future.

We’re in between, kids.

We’re in between the Solstice and Christmas and Hanukkah and other shining holy-days.

We’re waiting.

We’re between births.

We’re between worlds.

We’re between 2017 and 2018.

These next maybe five or six days exist in limbo.  An intermediate or transitional stage.

Even though the Christ child hath been born, we’re still waiting for those Wise Men to discover that a new consciousness is possible.  To fathom what the baby means to us ordinary folks.

Even though it’s almost 2018, it’s not yet time to meet the new possibilities of another year.

Fall on your knees...

Fall on your knees…

An energy simmers within us, a potent energy, an energy which suggests that everything unknown–both good and bad, positive and negative–is about to manifest as a new year, a new jingle jangle, new laughter and new tears, new hope that we’ll somehow see the truth.  This year, come hell or high water, we’ll discover the Christ child in our heart.  We’ll find our way to the Promised Land.

Or maybe, just maybe, we’ll make peace with what is.  As the world continues its merry and exhausting journey, we’ll begin to realize that true peace exists within us.  Just under the surface of the ice that keeps forming over our hearts.  We’ll realize that even as the world goes up and down, left and right, here and there, there is a holy fire which never goes out, never extinguishes, never completely dies.

We’ll celebrate that love lies at the heart of us.  Covered up by the world’s woes, but refusing to be defeated by the frigid cold. Even though the world can seem to very violent and wrong and defeated–I swear, how I swear, that what seems is not the truth. What is the truth is the love at the heart which shines even so.

Shine on, dear sun, shine on… until we recognize the light that never dims.





About Kathy

I live in the middle of the woods in Michigan's Upper Peninsula. Next to Lake Superior's cold shores. I love to blog.
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22 Responses to The space between the end and the beginning

  1. There are just no words for how much I love and delight in this post. You are, as always, so eloquent, my friend ~smiles~ Thank you – and season’s greetings to you and yours!

    • Kathy says:

      Dear Zen Archeress, what a lovely comment! You made me smile to the moon and back. Season’s greeting to you and your family and your tribe and your world, as well.

  2. sybil says:

    Gawd I wish we could clone you.

  3. Stacy says:

    You see? This is the difference between you and me. You see the potential and I see what is lost. So, thank you for showing me that what is, is fine. But….it’s only the second day of Christmas, so waiting for the discovery of the Christ only lengthens the magic, the possibilities. At least that’s how I see it. 😉

    • Kathy says:

      Ahhh, yes, something inside does always delight and look for potentiality so much, Stacy. But what has been lost should not be minimized, either, especially if it was precious and heart-felt. So many years of meditation has revealed that there truly is a peace-that-passeth-understanding deep inside. Even when the sadness seemingly clouds it, or the hurricane attempts to destroy it, that peace IS possible for each of us to find. I’ve seen it to be true, and even though can’t articulate or know it constantly, it IS here as the greatest possibility of all. Ha ha, I should have been a preacher. Third day after Christmas now!

      • Stacy says:

        Ok, well that makes sense of it all. Meditation has been suggested by more than one guru, and it is something I’ve considered to wade through the chaff. But I’m lazy and haven’t done it yet. New Year’s resolution?

        • Kathy says:

          You know, Stacy, I really don’t recommend meditation to folks unless their suffering has reached a level where they HAVE to find the truth inside themselves. When it’s our last and only option, it suddenly becomes as important as the air we breathe. Then *perhaps* it’s time to meditate.

  4. Beautiful photographs to accompany this lovely post! Thank you, Kathy!

  5. I do believe!! I do believe that the light that shines within us all will conquer the dark out there. Thank you for this gorgeous post and photos, Kathy. 💙🙏

  6. Bonnie says:

    How I have missed this kind of posts. You speak to the heart, for sure. I am late reading this, but perhaps I needed to read this today. Thank you Kathy. Enjoy the space in between.

    • Kathy says:

      I love how the Universe leads us to certain posts on certain days, perhaps when we’re the most receptive. Who knows? I am enjoying the space in between, and hope you are, too.

  7. melinda says:

    How I love … both the post and the comments. Yay to those who feel it!

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