Friday, December 23, 2005
As the northern world floats in darkness and cold, remember the untold years of humans upon the Earth and how the ancients shuddered under the narrow sun and the vast curtains of night. Gather in the warmth with family and friends and catch the sparkle of life-giving light in your eyes.
Beyond all religion, we are one in this. Beyond all conflict, in the labors upon the circling Earth we share.
And as a small gift in this holiday time, I offer you a bit of music. A carol played by me on the shuttle pipes, a fireside version of the great highland bagpipes. Enjoy!
Posted by jason evans at 11:29 PM