Into my awareness from some hidden place within, pops up a disappointment of here we go another Advent, I “welcome prayer” this disappointment. All my security buttons on red alert , one little consenting nudge followed by another, then another, on the way to embracing this now-Advent-moment. I consent to being guided into this sacred plunge, not into the dark abyss of my ego-self, but into that inner well where love and mercy reside. My first glimpse at Geard’s image drawing me…..
