The New Year begins for some, for those who are Jewish, and though I’m not, I, too, feel a return to renewal and beginning.  Today,  I paused and watched birds on the bay: pelicans, egrets, ducks, and Canadian geese.  I came home and watched a little wren.  Then, at 8:30 I went out to be with the stars recognizing that not long ago it was light at 8:30 and now dark where I live.  Change, and we move into Fall!

I come to these words of the poet Nikki Giovanni.  

I’m glad that I understand that while language is a gift, listening is a responsibility.