The shadows of this world will say— There's no hope why try anyway? But every kindness large or slight— shifts the balance toward the Light... When justice seems in short supply, lean in toward the Light.
~ Carrie Newcomer from the song "Lean in Toward the Light"
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There must come a winter for every seed. There must come that which protects and shields the seed toward spring, that which indeed gives its life and absorbs the hatred of winter for life, that mysterious essence which is the sacrificial aspect of life. It made the seed possible. It keeps the seed growing in the hidden ways of winter. It takes upon its heart the pangs of Christ-birth, the furor of all the Herods who represent that part of the race which bitterly had died, which had become death incarnate. She understood. He did not speak of such things. They must not be spoken within the seed. But every particle of it must know from within, in the silence.