The Wabi-Sabi Writer

I am not sure how to make it through this dark month. Except by allowing the up-welling agony to flood my being and to also welcome the diamond fractal glitter of love to shine much like the holiday lights glistening on trees I pass by.  May I embody equanimity  - bowing deep into each wave, no matter how massive the swell May I remember I am of the sea and of the sky a being of light and love May I hold true the promise I made...