January 6th

It was only after I had posted yesterday that I remembered the date: January 6, the Epiphany, Little Christmas, a day set aside (by me, at least) to celebrate insight, discovery, the sudden revelation.

But since last year, January 6th has taken on a different meaning, one of anger and fear and ignominy. The opposite of light and wonder. 

You could say that last year's January 6th was a revelation. It revealed a dark truth about this nation. But I'd rather keep the day free of politics, let it stay in my mind the capstone of the season, a day to reflect with hope on the year just dawning.