


advent evening 19: glow

katie's white lights again, glowing warm against the possibility of rain.

that's what i want for christmas, i think,
that trick the lights know,
to glow through the falling rain,
to shimmer against the possibility of cold shoulders.
to stay still against the winter winds.


christmas will be at my house this year.  a first time ever.  we will gather early christmas eve as the sun begins to set and watch the darkness fall around us.  i've bought blue lights for the tree, the same blue lights that once wrapped the staircase you see pictured above, and my sister-in-law is bringing food; one brother may not be here.  all i have to do is clean the house and not cry when they leave.  insert a smile here, because i know i will cry, the same way i cry when i watch it's a wonderful life or when i hear judy garland sing have yourself a merry little christmas.  i'll walk the neighborhood when everyone is gone, silently ooohing and ahhing at the lights.  i'm hoping the new church bell on the corner rings out some carols, and then a silent night.

tonight there is the beginning of a fierce wind outside;
leaves are flying.
the front door is open and skye cat is asleep on the couch.
my feet are bare, as are my shoulders,
and i have a fan turned on.
christmas will be cooler they say.  



  1. i hope your christmas is as wonderful and beautiful as the writing you share with us. xx

  2. sending you snow and twinkling alaska sky stars....and some xoxo....

  3. yes, that's the best thing to want for christmas, that magic, that trick.

    i love that you are having christmas at your house.

    it's getting colder here, but no snow yet. i'm hoping for the magic of a white christmas.

    may your days be merry and bright....


  5. and there it is again, that 'new traditions' energy. mix in a generous portion of silent night and we move forward, sacredly. doing our best with jolly and bright. xoxo

  6. from the MOST frigid, snowy, windy, COLD of Michigan in storm, i wish you a
    good Christmas Debi. new traditions, old ones remembered. Christmas is often difficult.
    enjoy your 'newness' and simply embrace it.
    in fondest. Tilda

  7. Thanks Debi for making a dent in my usual "grinch" attitude towards the holidays.

