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| Luminarias in Snow |
Ryōkan* writes,
On a journey,
each night I stay
in a different place
but my dream is the same,
a dream of home.
Mary and Joseph journeyed. They had no choice but to do so.
And Jesus was born away from home as a result.
And perhaps the circumstances of his birth account, in part, for his longing for a home. For everyone.
We all journey. Each night, we all stay in a different place.
But no matter where we find ourselves each night, we always dream the same dream: the dream of home.
Of a home for ourselves.
And of a home for everyone.
May this Christmas season sustain our dreams of a home and a table in which everyone has a place, and our determination to keep the dream alive and make it more real in the year to come.
A merry Christmas to all!
*Between the Floating Mist: Poems of Ryōkan, trans. Dennis Maloney and Hide Oshiro (Buffalo: White Pine Press, 1992), p. 51.
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