Yet here I am.
When my friend RR first posted about her campaign to "Fight Terrorism with Love and Fresh Produce", I was in before I realized it was a "New Roots" campaign, just because, like R, I wanted to do something more tangible than indulge in facebook bickering about the misconceptions of refugee resettlement (and because R does a good job of vetting information). But "roots" is right there in the description of the program. "Roots"used both literally and figuratively, just the way I wrote about them all year last year. And then R ended her initial facebook plea with this: "And for my many, many friends like K who are dismayed as I am by the hate and fear being directed at people who have already lost so much, well, let's light a candle in that darkness."
|Hope, Peace, Joy, and Love in 2013 (no light for photo yesterday)|
Sometimes messages are not subtle. I am being reminded, over and over again, that darkness abounds, but that there is light. Sometimes I need to sit still and embrace the darkness so that I can better see the stellar lights of the night. Sometimes I need to wait for the sunrise. And sometimes, I am called to light a candle of hope. That's happening now.
I don't know what darkness you are facing. I don't know the answers. But if you can tell me how, I would like to offer you a glowing warm candle of hope, and when you can, I would love for you to pass it on,
I'd also love to offer you a piece of pie or tart.
|Chocolate Caramel Pecan, Pumpkin, and Cranberry Walnut|
|The Mister's Winter Vegetable Garden: Hope Botanified|
|Our pecan : (|
|Day 3 of Ice Storm|