Yesterday in India, they celebrated Makara Sankranti, or a sort of “return of the light” … a.k.a. winter solstice. In other parts of the world, we celebrated the winter solstice on December 21st; this is the date perhaps you are most familiar with. In Hawaii, the late dawn and early sunset are not as dramatic as some of you who live closer to the poles, yet still, I am acutely aware of these seasonal changes in daylight hours. Despite a dampening of energy and a dark winter for me, these short days have brought a time of introspection which now, is ever so slowly translating into clarity. Just as the indians celebrated their return of the light yesterday, I too have had my own confirmation of a shifting season and on a visit outside this morning it was the sunlight pouring through the leaves that caught my eye. There is an old Rumi quote which says: “The wound is the place where light enters you,” and it reminds me that dark days are necessary to appreciate sunlight. Here, as I sit with a new day ahead of me, I have only gratitude for the seasons, sunlight and the sense that this is a magical and mysterious world in which we live in.