I am sad to learn that Saddam Hussein has been executed. I don't believe we have the right to judge another in such a way as to justify ending their life. I find it sad.
Jacki sends this poem.
Love the winter,
when the plant says nothing.
In this mystic season, I want to
remember to unplug the flashing
lights and sip the long evenings,
to breathe in the moon,
dance in the dark,
to love this winter nothing.
I love the feel of these shortened days as they begin to stretch and reach for what is new to be.
This poem fits how I feel these days, the wrapping up of 2006, and preparing a place for 2007.
The days feel blessed to me.
It is a time to set intention and plant with integrity and care.