"Sometimes the fog in the early morning, just before sunrise, seems to
let us gently become aware of the light, opening opaque windows to the
bluer sky beyond and wiping them shut a number of times before the gossamer fog
cloak becomes transparent". This is a parable for each day, month or year: As time passes, we experience new impressions, events and changes in our lifes, some easily apparent, some hidden until the last moment.
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| Fog Blanketing the Fields |
According to the Gregorian calendar, the year 2016 is just a few hours away. I pray and hope for peace in the many troubled places around the globe. While the past twelve months were predominantly marked by horrible events, there were also sparks of hope glimmering as if one was asked not to give up and instead get engaged in helping no matter whom. Even if one drops but a penny into the cup a person in need holds out, at that moment you are momentarily engaged into caring about your fellow human being. A small token of your empathy- yet you do make a difference. Everybody does.
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| Winter Time |
Sometimes life changes within a few moments. One sees an image, a picture one cannot wipe from the retina, it logs into our memory, indelibly. The picture of the small child, washed up on shore of a Turkish beach. It is this image of drowned Syrian boy Aylan that went around the world, it brought near the horrors of war, and it stirred a public outcry for help, commiseration and sympathy for the surviving father. I am hoping that we continue to see that image lodged in our brain and that we will remember the fate of this three-year-old child every time we must make a decision whether to accept a refugee or sent her/him back to a place he or she desperately wanted to leave.
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| Santolina |
New Year Resolutions? I was not ever making any. This time will be the first. I don't have much to offer. But maybe teaching a small child how to knit would be a worthwhile gift, lasting a life-time?
Teaching a child the language it will from now on need to make friends, to feel at home in kindergarten, school, and indeed in life. Let us welcome those homeless people into our web of life.
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| Resilient and Strong |
Winter time - I was knitting a few hats for children for our local Refugee Help Center. Always welcome are scarves, mitts, cowls and chokers. Here is a choker, knit in the round with bobbly wool, with a crocheted edge of silky ribbon and fine fuzzy mohair.
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| Choker |
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| Loopy Yarn |
1 comment:
Wonderful reflection, my dearest friend. As the year's coming to an end, I'm pondering over all that I've experienced and how helpless I feel towards the future. Your reflection opens my narrow lens and be more grateful for what I do have and am blessed with. Thank you for being my voice of wisdom. Like you, I don't make resolution. I prefer to set targets. However, yours set for the new year are thoughtful and meaningful. Lets make a difference in someone's life no matter how little it may seem. Here's to you, my sweetest friend. Happy New Year. May you be blessed with abundance of joy, love, and health!
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