The cottage is quiet.
Outside the remains of the storm huff and puff it’s remaining fury.
Inside the thick stone walls it’s Christmas Eve.
There will be a full moon on Christmas night, the first one since 1977.
But, this morning, the rays of the Midwinter sun illuminate the grey morning and all is quiet.
Quiet is a welcome word after a night of howling wind and relentless rain.
My blessed thanks to those of you who sent me good wishes and gifts.
I am heartily grateful to receive the appreciation of friends.
Friends like Heather, who made me this beautiful brooch, stitched with love.
I have pinned it to the lapel of my jacket…it is a thing of beauty indeed!
It is the little notes, gifts and donations that bring a sense of being appreciated.
I am indeed blessed to live my life in the service of Mother Earth and able to live without the needs so many feel they must have, forever indebting themselves to the corporate machine that is destroying her.
As I write this journal, the radio informs me of another storm on the way.
I will soon light the traditional candle in the window of my small sitting room.
The placing of a lighted candle in the window of a house on Christmas Eve is still practised today.
It remains a symbol of hope.
Hope is what Bealtaine Cottage is all about…hope and renewal.
I am a woman and a pragmatist who looks to the future.
Despite the wars of man, the fear of climate upheaval, the greed of those in power and the relentless drum-banging of the corporate consumer world, life, in all it’s imperfections, is sacred and beautiful.
On this blessed Christmas Eve, I will step out with my spade and wheelbarrow, to plant the future, in the form of five trees.
May you be blessed with love, light and happiness on this wonderful day and in the days of light to follow.
XXX Colette XXX
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