Winter Doth Cometh

Shortest day of the year

As we reach the shortest day of the year, it feels like a natural time to reset our proverbial seasonal clock. Looking back over this past year, I see plenty of signs of chaos and uncertainty — and yet, here we are. Still standing. Still moving forward.

This 3I/ATLAS object alone carries an incredible amount of mystery. Some say it’s a comet, some speculate far more exotic explanations, and others admit we simply don’t know. What we do know is that it did not originate in our solar system. Add to that the increasing attention on solar activity, the work Stefan Burns has been doing, and even changes being observed in the Schumann resonance — shifts as a change in Earth’s frequency which can cause a shifting or re balancing of the earths crust, AKA earthquakes.— and it’s hard not to sense that we’re living through unusual and interesting times.

In the midst of all that, I look at my grandchildren and see something grounding and hopeful. They carry such a zest for life, diving into new interests with enthusiasm and curiosity. There’s a freshness there — a renewal — much like the changing seasons themselves. Watching them grow, from children into young adults with purpose and direction, has stirred my own motivation to keep forging ahead into new dreams.

Now, as the days begin their slow return toward the light, I find myself looking forward to that simple shift — a few more minutes of daylight, a subtle but meaningful reminder that darkness never has the final word. Winter started rough this year, but the forecast ahead looks gentler, and that feels like a gift in itself.

Christmas is nearly here, and it’s worth remembering why this time of year was chosen to represent Christ’s birth. It marked the moment when the light began overtaking the darkness — a powerful symbol of hope, renewal, and promise. May we each let our light shine brightly, so that those around us might reflect it as well.

For now, I think I’ve written enough for a bit. I plan to pause my writing until after the New Year — to sit back, reflect, and see what percolates. I never dreamed that there would be over 145,000 views and that anyone would read anything I would write starting at the end of November 2025, but it actually happened.

I hope everyone has a peaceful and meaningful holiday season.