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Thick fog rolls in from the Irish Sea.

A tangible, visible manifestation of the fog encroaching around my heart. Threatening to snuff out the light and life; muffling the sounds without and within.

I look out from the precipice…the vast expanse at my feet. I see…


Stress. Fatigue. Frustration. Confusion. Heartache.

Its so easy to wonder why. Why is this happening? Why are they suffering so? Why is this so confusing when it seemed to clear? Bright and sunny, not a cloud in the sky only hours ago. Now the hand in front of my face is obscured by doubt; fog; confusion.

The magic of the Season seems lost in the billows of care; worry; strife; tired. It takes.so.much.energy.

The emotions run deep; yet just under the surface.

The twinkle catches my eye. Dim at first. Then brighter.

The tender flicker of a single flame of a candle.

In this moment I choose not to wonder, but to wonder.

I choose to stand in awe at the sheer magic of it all. At the crazy, seemingly unbelievable, wildly weirdness of the idea that Divinity should be clothed in flesh.

Not as some metaphor or platitude.

But real, actual human flesh. Boundaries, pain, pleasure and all.

I choose to wonder.

To let the hope of this time bubble up beyond the fog; to warm to the borders and overflow to fill to the brim of this heart.

Deep breath in. I choose not to let the doubt  – Fear. Anger. Dismay. – rule the day. And instead





It’s Friday, that means time to turn the thinking cap off and write wild and free for 5 minutes flat with LisaJo Baker. Today was/is the last Five Minute Friday for this year. Taking this month to reflect, refresh, and connect in real life. But today, we write and join virtual hands across the vast expanse that is this world and give our collective best on the prompt: WONDER.