This is Imbolc, when the ice begins to melt, the earth begins to soften, and the seed begins to stir in the darkness. Let the small seeds of peace also stir within the hearts of those who have been locked in the ice of fear, anger, and hatred.
As the heat of the sun strengthens and warms the earth, so may the heat
of love and compassion strengthen the will and spirits of all of us who
strive for peace.
I will strive to soften my impatience, so that my compassion can break
free and thrive. Peace is a harvest worthy of my patience. I cannot
hasten the growth of the crop by tugging on the new shoots. But I can
prepare the soil where the seeds of peace may grow.
I can allow love to burn so brightly within me that I glow with the
force of it, and allow it to shine so that the fear and anger held
within the hearts of others begins to soften and melt.
Peace is not an outward ideal, but an inner truth that lies deep within
each heart. May it break forth and flourish. So mote it be.
- Flame RavenHawk
Sharing light with Kimmy. Striving to create a path between the present course of events and a new course; leading to new outcomes.