Heartache and grief, these are what I am feeling today ever since I heard the news of what happened on a Friday in a small town similar to so many in America, and for which we pride ourselves on the friendliness, the ease of knowing your neighbors, of the community spirit. We also pride ourselves on bearing arms, on having no restrictions on the ability to defend ourselves, to what cost I ask, and for what purpose.
My heart aches as I hold in my being those little ones, those beautiful little ones, trusting and open and just at the threshhold of understanding. Dancing in magical musical realms of imagination and delight. I know they are held with Angels in their journey and that the light of their brief lives burns bright for all of us. Those families I ache for the loss they feel, for the gaping chasm which is so raw just now, this time of year. Presents wrapped and festivities alight, we all feel this rift so strongly. So stay with it, feel it fully, embrace the love and kind regard we feel for those we have never even met, as we are all touched by this situation, we are all affected and how we move through it means the world.