noche en pañales

(Literally, the night is in diapers. )

At some point in the last few days we were visited by the longest night of the year and the sun got as far away as it could get from us here in the Northern hemisphere. 

As you took notice of the cold and the dark, did you build a fire?  Did you draw close the company you desire most?  Did you hug your knees to your chest and take a deep breath?  Say, “the night is young” to someone you love?

The light is coming.

In the hours ahead, may you be filled with a deep sense of meaning here on earth.

Emmanuel.

“God with us.”

Author: Julie Ann Stevens

My art flows from the patterns & paths of my lived experience which ⏤ like yours ⏤ are at once deeply personal and entirely universal.

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