Winter \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Christmas \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Settling Moon<\/p>\n
Eating out a lot since all our pots and pans except for the bare minimum still have cardboard around them. Los Tres Garcias was open, so we ate there. Feliz Navidad.<\/p>\n
Coming home last night a sickle moon, horns pointed toward the open sky rested above the summit of Black Mountain.<\/p>\n
Christmas is still an important holiday for me, even though we don’t celebrate it in any of the traditional ways. Its essential message, the birth of a god in human form, can be taken another way. Christmas is not a singular event, producing a particular person, a messiah, but a regular event, common in its universality, yet miraculous as Christmas suggests.<\/p>\n
Three wise men, shepherds, angels and gospel writers of all kinds should take note each time a new human is born. Each of us is the universe looking on and through itself. That is god-like,\u00a0making\u00a0the universe a true polytheist.<\/p>\n
Each of us has the full potential of a new Self, a Self that may be the next Madam Curie, Ghandi, or Doris Lessing. Or, that Self might be the next loving mother or father, the next hero or heroine, the kind big sister or the thoughtful big brother.<\/p>\n
Whatever he or she becomes, each birth could be greeted with: Hallelujah, this day, a new divinity is born.<\/p>\n
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