Tonight’s fire was friendly from the first moment I saw it. Nestled in a circle of stones harvested from the shore of the lake just yards away, it’s flames of deep pumpkin, purple, and an occasional splash of yellow flickered on our faces.
All 11 of us (plus an extra few who were already tucked under their covers in bed) were in attendance to celebrate hope in the midst of chaos. Tonight we reminisced with stories of a romantic engagement and laughed at endearing quirks.
Tomorrow a new life begins – one shared by two in a totally new and different way than they’ve ever experienced before. One that is in many ways bigger than one plus one.
Tonight’s fire warmed more than just our hands and feet. And it spoke to us in images often reserved for clouds – at least in my experience.
The message of the fire tonight was crystal clear to me: these two are going to fly. They’ll be protected and loved by each other, their family, their friends – and a myriad of unseen yet powerful guardians.
The guardians made their presence quite clear tonight. “We’re with you,” they said. “Let’s make the magic happen!”
(T-413)