"And the darkest hour is just before
dawn,” sang The Mamas & The Papas in 1967.
When the life-giving sun begins to descend earlier and earlier each day during
the fall months, many of us become uneasy.
For earth’s earliest human inhabitants, it was a very frightening time!
The sun that they worshipped seemed to be punishing them; the growing season
was over, many animals hibernated, food became scarce, the days and nights were
cold and dark.
As the darkness deepened, our early ancestors sought to remember the light and
summon its return.
When, after the longest and darkest night, they saw the sun rising and strengthening,
they celebrated the return of the light, of food, and of warmth. Their passage
through that longest and darkest night generated a sense of hope.
The reverence and celebration of light -- particularly at the depth of winter's darkness -- transcends nations, religious beliefs, and historic periods.
Pagans sought to woo back the sun's light
by lighting wreaths. Native Americans celebrate the rebirth
of the sun and strength of budding life through various
rituals.
Christians celebrate the light of the world, a holy Child, with lights on trees
and rooftops. Jews celebrate the miracle of light by lighting a menorah. Hindus
celebrate by lighting decorated candles and putting them in their windows in
hopes of being blessed. African Americans celebrate family by lighting candles.
We, fortunate enough to live in sunny San Diego, experience winter nights grow
longer and darker, yet our shorter days are generally filled with plenty of
warm sunshine.
Yet, ever San Diegans are subject to a universal call that seems encoded in
our DNA to rejoice once the light returns. How we celebrate, however, tends
to be highly individualized.
So, wouldn’t it be lovely if our Downtown's emerging populace created
our own holiday tradition to light the night? Imagine entire buildings decorated
with lights ... maybe each building taking on a theme of color.
I wonder… Who will celebrate the light with lights?
At The Brickyard, residents are decorating the windows of their homes with
white lights.
Natalie Anderson finds
the lights festive and they remind her of the years of
celebrating with family and friends. She reminisces about
the happiness and the spirit of giving and receiving.
One couple finds the lights bring a magical atmosphere to a city.
Cheryl
and Don Moore are perpetuating
family traditions with their
lights. Cheryl grew up with
the tradition that Santa used
the house lights for direction
during his sleigh ride from
the North Pole to the house
where he would drop off presents.
Now that she is a mom, she
wants to pass down that tradition
to her son.
No matter what your spiritual or religious belief, as the darkest hour transitions
into the dawn, spend time to pause on the inhale, taking it deep into the core
of your being, and exhale into the coming of the light. Happy holidays! - December 2005