When darkness envelops your soul,
When every limb is aching
and weary with fatigue
and your eyes are tired from the dimness
of the night.
When sleep won't come and dreams
remain unanswered,
And you're about to give up..
This is the time when change
is coming.
Nothing on Earth is static.
You've walked a long weary road
longing for respite
Praying for an opening, a way forward,
a way out ..
Your faith unwavering,
with each struggle, each fight, each loss,
each knock back;
You are stoic but exhausted.
Soon it will appear, at first a small dot,
then gradually expanding to illuminate your path, guiding you along the way.
Renewing hope, carrying you forward,
It's nearly here ..
The wheel will turn
The light will return
Your heart will feel lighter
Your path will be brighter
May you find hope in the light
that kindles, on this sacred night,
The night of the Winter Solstice...
`~unknown~
A little shopping and some picking up of the house took all morning. This afternoon I painted the final coat of chalkboard paint on the little table. One handed I managed to drop paint on the table cloth and my top. My hand has less pain but still stiff and will not do what I expect it to do. It was just to cold in the shop so I turned the dining area into a paint shop. Not my best idea nor was trying to paint it myself. It is done now although I am not happy with it. It will be fine for the little ones to scribble on though!
This Sharp-skinned Hawk was hunting the field along the road when we took a ride to Mrs. P's farm. The first day of winter was cold and windy. We had a nice walk along the woods and fields. I sure miss her and all our fun times there.