Technology is toying with my heart. I have grown fond of keeping up with my friends on Facebook and yet, I often feel irritable after sometimes losing whole hours of my life to cyberspace. I love being connected to see the doings of my kids and their friends and yet the post Connecticut tragedy debate over guns and making schools safe gets under my skin. I'm not sure I enjoy the constant bickering of folks who think they have the answers...or better yet...those who think theirs are the only answers. I write my blog and wonder why I'm putting my heart out there for all to see. My quiet pen scratching under a warm blanket yields better writing by far and I vascillate between wanting to throw out the darn computer versus using it as a tool to express myself to those who might care. I don't like how Facebook makes you think your hanging out with friends while nearby social events go unattended. Between the TV media and the political rants, my Christmas wish this year is for silence. I wish for a deep prayer to rise out of the silence...a prayer of peace for the survivors and families of the lost angels of Connecticut...a prayer of healing for Barret Raymond's family and friends who are trying to wrap themselves around his likely death in the cold Hudson River this Christmas...prayers for Izzy...a local little girl who is losing her battle to leukemia and for her friends and family. My heart could cry a river for the depth of loss for so many this Christmas and yet...there is a hope. A hope for the raising of human conciousness and for the global human being to step up to the plate to begin to take healing action of behalf of our sad, sick planet. There is the bleak darkness of devastating loss...and yet the flicker of a flame of hope. Words cannot express the ache and yet deep beneath...a tinkle of joy that sends up a hope for a better future for mankind on this planet. I'll be lighting a candle tonight in my window...any spirits wandering the night are invited to stop in...sit by our tree and warm themselves by our woodstove. Please...you are all our hoped for Christmas Visitors...and our love for you lights our hearts.
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