Now that it’s just about over If you remember my fall dispatches, we are confronted with a curiosity in the sense that I described at modest length the experience of driving in a winter wonderland of snow. In, I believe, October. Since then, there was like a month and a half of zero snow –Continue reading “Making My Peace With January”
Category Archives: The Sacred Seasons
The Fourth Candle: Messiah and the Power of Music
For whatever reason, it’s not often these days that anybody tries to convert me to Christianity. I try not to take it personally. For any evangelists out there interested in taking advice from this heathen UU wizard, I’ll share a secret: there’s a guy out there who successfully converts me a few times every year.Continue reading “The Fourth Candle: Messiah and the Power of Music”
Together we Carry the Light
Last year, in a podcast episode, I read an email nearly in its entirety. Its author was to be my (then) three-year-old son’s new preschool teacher. Kellie knew her from childhood, the Waldorf community being the modest size that ti is, but this was my first impression. She was writing to introduce herself and alsoContinue reading “Together we Carry the Light”
Ambushed in a Kindergarten Classroom
We all know by now that little things have a funny way of getting under my skin, but even after a lifetime of this, I still am pretty terrible at anticipating which things they will be and when. I spent all fall in the grips of one of them, and this one really sneaked upContinue reading “Ambushed in a Kindergarten Classroom”
One More Thing About the Lights
On hometowns and non-nostalgia All my life, I’ve considered myself a highly nostalgic person, and certainly many others along the way have considered me so. Usually, they are being derisive about it. But I realized just recently that it isn’t actually true. I don’t actually do proper nostalgia at all. Nostalgia is the painful longing feltContinue reading “One More Thing About the Lights”
Get in the Glow
Even in my most cynical and misanthropic years, I could never bring myself to hate them Christmas lights. Just look at them!I acknowledge well that there are reasons, even if I don’t agree with them, to take shots at many of the other aspects of our varied traditions, but in all seriousness, why would decoratingContinue reading “Get in the Glow”
Being Anti-Anti-Christmas
I keep catching myself turning into an old man. To be more specific, I keep catching myself doing and (most often) thinking things that a short time ago I would have attributed only to the mindset of a geezer. It’s worse than just being conscious of it, too. Each time I catch myself, I discoverContinue reading “Being Anti-Anti-Christmas”
The Winds of Monte Rosa
On the coming of the Equinox in chaotic times. Everything of that day was autumn. The sun beamed in friendly fashion down upon our rock stronghold. It was still quite warm and formidable, but something in its character revealed the beginnings of its terminal wane. The wind, blowing steadily throughout the day’s adventure, made fewerContinue reading “The Winds of Monte Rosa”
There Were Days Between
There were days, there were days, There were days between. Summer flies and August dies, And the world grows dark and mean. Comes a shimmer of the moon On dark, infested trees; Singing man is at his song, The holy on their knees, The reckless are out wrecking, The timid plead their pleas. No oneContinue reading “There Were Days Between”
One Last Beginning (Can You Feel the Crispness?)
It happened during a quick after-work drive through my hometown. It was the last hour of golden evening daylight. Townsend, where I grew up, is a very small and very average town. (Seriously, click the link.) It sits along the north-central edge of Massachusetts, and it’s one of the greatest places on Earth. I endedContinue reading “One Last Beginning (Can You Feel the Crispness?)”
Christopher J. DiLoreto 