Elizabeth Scalia
I shed tears of gratitude and joy that you have come round again, O Advent, to shake us from our torpor as early night comes, and the match is struck, and the message is brought home once more; that we are forever in the absence of light; it is beyond us and exterior until we make it welcome and bring it, like a lover, within.
Welcome into our deepest void; welcome into the parts of us touched by human frost, and stunted. More-just lovely! image
