The time is always right to do what is right.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968
Meditation – 18 January 2021
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Author Archives: Dana Burrell
Troubled Times
January 6, 2021
Sometimes current events and the emotions evoked are best described with an image.
Meditation – 11 January 2021
Beauty is whatever gives joy.
– Hugh Nibley
January 2021 Self-Portrait
Looking pensive in this self-portrait done a few days before Congress’ vote to accept the Electoral College count on January 6, 2021. Yes, I was concerned there might be protests turning violent but the level of insurrection from the riotous mob shocked me.
I look at this now and see only sorrow.
Meditation – 04 January 2021
I was on the verge of something numinous and profound and in one more second the universe was going to crack open and arcana would rain down on my head like grace and all the cosmic mysteries were going to be revealed.
– Kate Atkinson, Emotionally Weird
Meditation – 01 January 2021
Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
– Steve Jobs
Meditation – New Year’s Eve 2020
If you could travel back in time to the present moment, what would you do differently?
– Robert Brault
Meditation – 28 December 2020
California Dreamin’
on such a winters day
Merry Christmas 2020!
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Meditation – Winter Solstice – 21 December 2020
The Shortest Day
by Susan Cooper – 1974
So the shortest day came and the year died
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.
They lighted candles in the winter trees;
They hung their homes with evergreen,
They burned beseeching fires all night long
To keep the year alive.
And when the new year’s sunshine blazed awake
They shouted, revelling.
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them
Echoing behind us — listen!
All the long echoes sing the same delight
This shortest day
As promise wakens in the sleeping land.
They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends, and hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year, and every year.
Welcome Yule!
