And now the beautiful stillness between Christmas and New Years begins. In other years, it was a time of revelry, of endless parties and indulgence. Though my life has been too quiet in these last few months of injury and isolation, I confess I find the texture of this stillness to be different—to be magical, in fact. It reminds me of my favorite Annie Dillard quote: “We awake, if we ever awake at all, to mystery.” May this divine mystery find you.
And now the beautiful stillness between Christmas and New Years begins. In other years, it was a time of revelry, of endless parties and indulgence. Though my life has been too quiet in these last few months of injury and isolation, I confess I find the texture of this stillness to be different—to be magical, in fact. It reminds me of my favorite Annie Dillard quote: “We awake, if we ever awake at all, to mystery.” May this divine mystery find you.