Silent Night

As a Mother who has lost a child to Death,

I've been struggling this weekend

in light of the tragic, and senseless

deaths of these pure and innocent

children who lived, laughed, and played

in Newtown, Connecticut. 

As a Mother I readily identify the pain

one feels in that loss.  It feels like

your very roots have been torn

from your body, your heart ripped

in shreds, and that life will never

be the same again.

These Lights, These Children,

will go on lighting worlds,

worlds within their families,

their communities, their churches

and synagogues, their play circles,

and in the lights of the world.

That I know for sure.

As I cried and cried and then cried

even more this weekend, I came to

realize this Light cannot be hidden,

cannot be snuffed out in seconds

by a bullet(s).  These Lights,

These Children were sent with a

purpose, just as we all were

sent...and look at how they've

accomplished their purpose.

They've brought family closer,

community closer, the world at large closer.

They've opened up a whole new window,

or opportunity for great discussion

in regards to gun control, and how we

as a world at large, morally view ourselves,

our actions.

I hope we each personally can use the pain

we are feeling over These Lighted 'Christed Children'

to bring a Call to Arms...to bring about

change in the way we accept and embrace

mental illness, and in funding meaningfully,

places where the mentally troubled can seek

help.  I hope we can lay aside political, lobbying

senseless drivel and work toward the

common goal of honoring one another

in every area of life, so that we honor

These Children, These 'Christed Ones'

in Creator's Love.

Let not their life be in vain.

So...I will more than likely shed even more

tears, as I remember Anna, born April 4, 2006,

who shared the same birthday as my Son

who has crossed over the Rainbow Bridge.

May my Son meet her on the Other Side

and rejoice in Pure Love.

My light has been very dim this weekend,

but as I heard the children's names

being read last night on televison

I heard Anna's name, her birthday & year,

and the flame leaped higher, so that

today my light burns stronger, even

through the pain.

Lastly, I hold The Teachers, Principal, and

Social Worker in High Honor...for

forming young minds and lives,

for shielding them as much as possible

from the horror and nightmare that was

being played out in Sandy Hook School,

and for paying the ultimate sacrifice

in terms of trying to protect human life.

You are Hero's!!!

In closing, I hope we all can see this

as an opportunity in light of 12/12/12

and 12/21/12 as a window for change.

Holding You All in Deep, Abiding,

and 'Christed Love'.

Blessed Be...

From the Stars we all came,

and we shall return there

once again.

A'HO!

May Peace Prevail on Earth