January 2021
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It was Saturday afternoon.
We were caught up in a good British audiobook and lost in the scenery of the Thruway, traveling east.
A blanket of snow covered the small river town with the brick church on the corner, the red barns and silver silos, the tall spruce trees that line the field.
The grey line of the horizon separated sky from earth, stretched out before us like a pencil sketch. Always ahead, just out of reach.
The word horizon has a double-meaning, of course. It can refer to the limit of our sight but also our perception: the limit of our knowledge, experience, or understanding. What we see is what we know, isn’t it?
Today, we find ourselves traveling again; chasing the horizon – the hopes and ideas and possibilities that might lie ahead for us in this new year, tucked away out of sight.
We wait for the crest of a hill or the silhouette of a familiar skyline to give us a glimpse of where we are, where we’re going.
But in the meantime, we keep moving.
The truth is, none of us know what the year ahead will hold. But we can take comfort in the fact that we’re all traveling this road together. Our journeys may look different, but I believe we’re looking for some of the same things on the horizon: health, peace, relief, compassion. Rays of bright hope against a fading dark sky.
Wishing you and yours safe travels on the road ahead.
