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2025/2026
The processes of becoming before earthly incarnation is clearly the work of many spiritual beings. In the case of the Christ, even human beings participated in the spirit real in the preparations necessary to Him to become on earth. This is not really considered in our daily waking lives. Our individual egos loudly claim our achievements and developments are purely our own. Upon reflection of how other spiritual beings make my incarnation possible, it opens the possibility to recognize the human in another. - Raphael (Philippines)
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Fourth Holy Night: The physical was London. I was so happy to be in London, back to the city of my heart. Discovering its different neighborhoods, stories. I remember going with Jonathan to a special graveyard close to Saint Mary’s churchyard in Paddington. The tombstones were all ligned up on the wall. Jonathan and myself looked at the different inscriptions on each tombstone. I was working in the different Brilliant Club schools and loving all of them. And the kids. I went to the flower market in Columbia Street. I also went to the Barbican with Mateus, to its been concrete garden. I was loving so much to be in the big creative city, filled with beauty. Gunnersbury park looked gorgeous, flower beds filled with tulips squirrels, a beautiful light. April was beautiful in London. I was a bit upset about the course, the emotional impact it had on myself, the difficulties, the difficult group. I was now living with Aedan, with Mateus and Jonathan would come to Acton all the time. I began getting rid of the brambles in the garden. They were massive but I, filled with strength, got rid of all of them.
The soul was still being nurtured by what it had received in the school. Divine names came automatically while cooking, while walking. The prayers were present in my room, I hanged them in my walls. I was also reconnecting with Orland Bishop’s wisdom. Finally I had time to listen to him. Paradoxically, I stopped feeling the need to go to churches and other temples to reconnect with spirit. The spirit … honestly I feel a blank about it. In London I stopped being able to look at stars. But I made beautiful drawings of the cosmos. Of the earth going around the sun and the sun around the Milky Way. That awareness expanded me to a place beyond myself. Again, as I write, I stay with spirit, inspiration and expiration. - Maria (England) 
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2024/2025
Landscapes of time, traveling through the Self, in transparency. - Hannah (Tennessee)
I decided to see what I could do creatively with pastels. Routinely, I will express with flowers or other organic items in the yard that have decayed before composting. So, I had to put one petal from a hydrangea on there.
This interactive Journaling has made this year's holy night's extremely precious to me. Thank you all for your time. - Alexandria (Connecticut) |
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December 27
In July, our family camped on the furthest east island in Penobscot Bay in Maine. This was probably the last vacation for a while as a nuclear family, as our eldest of four teenagers is moving onto work experiences and internships this coming summer. I knew that at the time, and walking the granite paths of that rocky island, I was aware of something dissolving. I have felt the grief of this change on and off the whole year, mostly distant, but sometimes breaking over me at unexpected times. I did not expect the depth of the sadness. I was never a person who wanted my children to stay small. I loved each stage of their childhood, but genuinely enjoyed more the daily routines as they got older, when we could explore interests together, have conversations about what mattered to them, and when they could teach me about things they were discovering out of their own initiative. I consciously put on hold big projects I wanted to do until they were older, and am excited to take those up now. But still. I forgot that in building a family in which to raise children, we were creating something in the etheric world. I feel that we did this well, and the structure is strong, and that it is changing now and will eventually dissolve to make way for something new. I feel it shifting and it disorients me, because it was also the family that I needed when I was growing up. I am strong enough now to let it go but feel it deeply. I don't yet have the ability to reflect on this from a spiritual world view because I am deep in the soul experience of it, but I know that hiking and the mineral kingdom in general support me now. -Abigail (Vermont) |