Greetings from my snowy homestead. (photo)
The great wheel of time, the one sure constant upheld by the cosmic wonders of the sun, the moon and tides has transported all of us, willing or not, knowing or not to this time and place once again.
It is Advent.
I strive to be an informed member of the world in which I live but have grown weary of the constant barrage of hate, intolerance, and ignorance. At best his barrage of words drives to distraction and at worst it fuels a useless unbridled rage that is not easily quelled. Hope, peace, joy, and love, the traditional themes of these four weeks before Christmas, feel like some wild fantasy not worth the effort to even think about.
Into this undulating despair, Advent comes softly beckoning me to step away from the noise and haste of the world to a place where a kinder gentler pace nourishes my mind and soothes my heart and soul.
Encouraged by the creativity and wonder of the little ones around me ...
...and consoled by the promise of light offered by a single candle on my Advent hearth this morning, I once again push out the Advent boat across this season of quiet expectation seeking out promises of hope, peace, joy, and love.
Come join me in the quiet places.
Let's light up the darkness one candle a time!
©2025 April Hoeller
