Circle of the years

Reading from Tuesday, January 1, 2013 yoga class

Another year begins...how quickly they go by.  How great it is to be here...still breathing..still enjoying each day.

A poem from Wendell Berry

Within the circles of our lives
we dance the circles of the years,
the circles of the seasons
within the circles of the years,
the cycles of the moon
within the circles of the seasons,
the circles of our reasons
within the cycles of the moon.

Again, again we come and go,
changed, changing.  Hands
join, unjoin in love and fear,
grief and joy.  The circles turn,
each giving into each, into all.
Only music keeps us here,
each by all the others held.
In the hold of hands and eyes
we turn in pairs, that joining
joining each to all again.

And then we turn aside, alone,
out of the sunlight gone
into the darker circles of return.


The following was a page out of the December 2012 Real Simple magazine which was included in a Christmas card I received this year from a lady I used to work with, Andrea... a kind and gentle soul.  On the page is a black and white photo of a tree lit up from base to branches in lights with the following passage, from the book, "Lemony Snicket, The Lump of Coal"

"It is a miracle if you can find true friends, and it is a miracle if you have enough food to eat, and it is a miracle if you get to spend your days and evenings doing whatever it is you like to do, and the holiday season--like all the other seasons--is a good time not only to tell stories of miracles, but to think about the miracles in your own life, and to be grateful for them."

Miracles... I believe in them!!!