Night Guide
November 10, 2011 
There's something comforting about the early onset of the season's darkness. Something oddly familiar - perhaps. Or - perhaps something strangely new.
It's the end of looking outwards..and the beginning of looking in. So easy to disappear.....to walk on silent tiptoe..and never seen. To get lost in quiet thoughts.
There's something about the warmth of the lamp. A welcoming night guide. A friend.
Yes - it's dark...and it's going to get darker each and every day until we begin to turn things around. But somewhere in there...in the quiet blackness...there is always - I have to remind myself - a light to be found.
Tall and Straight
November 9, 2011 
One sleepy eye..and then another. One breath. One step. It's how each morning begins.
One tree. And then another. And then three...and four..and many many more. First - the faintest hint of a shadow..a distant silhouette..an obscure shape and form.
The sun rises. Its warmth and light..burning through the night-time blanket. The fog ever so slightly shifts and lifts...allowing in the day to come.
They yawn. They reach and stretch their limbs and branches. They join their mighty forces. They straighten their spines. They stand tall and straight.
Do you see the forest...or are they only trees?
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