Dodi, my red-haired mini doxie, is curled up in the living room.  Although the wind is whipping outside, and the temperature is cold for us, she drinks in the warmth of the sun. This is a lesson for me: “Accept what is. Find the blessing. No need to moan about the cold wind. With a bit of shelter, the sun’s rays are still warm.”
This is also the theme I want to use for the Sunday Soire next week.  All around this morning I feel the the strident tones of politics.  Blaming.  Shaming.  Name-calling. I want out! For me, the constant reminders of dysfunction and disagreement bring up my anger and my fears. And my frustration. What can I tangibly do to bring about a change this morning? Realistically, the answer is nothing. So, I will seek out that patch of sun, soak in the radiance of this morning, even if the cold wind blows.  I will move on, into the sunlight.  Join me.

And I invite you to join me in a small patch of sun.  Come, listen to Hank and his well-crafted songs, his soothing voice. Come enjoy a community of like-minded friends who also seek sunshine even on dark and windy days.

This will be next Sunday, January 28, from 2 to 5 at my studio, 423C S. 6th Street in Cottonwood.  There will be a prominent tip jar for Hank’s contribution, and a chance to donate money to the Center for Universal Light, a group dedicated to finding light in all its forms.