There wasn’t anything in particular I felt inspired or compelled to write about this week. It’s not that it’s been a bad week; it’s actually been pretty amazing.
My partner finally turned a corner with his healing. We dined outside with two of our best friends tonight for the first time since the pandemic began and discussed our upcoming trip together to Merida, Mexico. Brian and I are going to check on our house and resident visas; Patti and Cesar are the two other amigos along for the adventure.
It’s been a long year, though. A lot has happened for all of us, and we are not out of the woods yet. There are glimmers — but it can still feel like we are dancing in the dark. It can sometimes be challenging to find the right things to say.
I’d like to offer you a poem I wrote during seminary. May the words remind you that none of us is ever alone.
“I Am the Light”
Deep into the darkness.
Even that is just the surface.