Light Enough

December is here and it's that time of year when thoughts turn to family and the Holidays, which can be positive or challenging depending on your experience. I am feeling peaceful and optimistic about the New Year that will be here before I know it. My last performance of the year will be tomorrow at the Forestland Winter House Concert in Oakland and I have learned some old favorites like Silent Night and Joni Mitchell's River to share. I also wrote a new song inspired by the history of the Jewish holiday, Hanukkah. The last day of Hanukkah is tomorrow, so I am barely getting in under the wire, but I made a video to share with you all and I'm proud of how it turned out. It's posted below along with the lyrics.

My thoughts lately are gravitating towards how best to bring about positive changes in my life and I'm finding a lot of solace in letting go of trying to be perfect and accepting things as they are. Even appreciating and being grateful for things being exactly as they are. At the same time, I have a lot of ideas and dreams for next year that are bubbling to the surface and I am determined to foster hope and not hesitate to ask big and be open to whatever happens. Shoot for the moon and even if you miss you'll land among the stars, right? 

I hope wherever you are that you are finding things to be hopeful about, things that inspire you, and things that comfort you in this wide world. With all of it's darkness and uncertainty, there is still light enough to carry us through. I am sure of it.

Lyrics

Festival of Lights. Feast of Dedication. Around the world a million candles burn.
To commemorate the time. The rebuilding of the altar. 
To the Temple of Yaweh, now we may return.

It's as the prophesies foretold. The stole the silver and the gold,
but we have the way, we have the light.
They took our children and our wives. Cut out our tongues, cut short our lives,
but on this fine day, we won the fight.

And now we light a candle each night and we pray.

Festival of Lights. Feast of Dedication. Around the world a million candles burn.
To commemorate the time. The rebuilding of the altar. 
To the Temple of Yaweh, now we may return.

We kept our ways and held our ground. The soldiers told us to bow down
to many strange gods, but we kept our legs straight.
Seven shepherds led the way. Reclaimed the city, singed by flames
but saved by the rod. Covered in grace.

And now we light a candle each night and we pray.
Because one portion of oil lasted for eight days and eight nights.

Festival of Lights. Feast of Dedication. Around the world a million candles burn.
To commemorate the time. The rebuilding of the altar. 
To the Temple of Yaweh, now we may return.

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