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Monsters of Winter.

February, the ugliest of her sullen brood, swallowed Chris alive.

Tumbling and disoriented, swept along in a flood of midlife bustle, he fell into the belly of the gray beast. Bitter coils of darkness stretched before him. Beyond them, he knew, a light cast fluttering shadows into the humid air of a spring evening. But that was far from this place. And he wondered how he would ever make his way through the cold bowels of this endless month.

Detached and disinterested, Winter watched. She did not care one way or the other.

Love your enemies and yourselves

You have heard it said to love your neighbors as yourself.

A riff, if I may:

You have also heard it said that we see in our enemies what we fear most within ourselves. Jesus, that radical first-century love thug activist, sounds like he had a interesting strategy for confronting personal demons. In so loving our enemies, are we not also expanding our capacity to love ourselves? Here’s a corollary: “I will love the dark, difficult side of my neighbor-not just the warm and friendly side–and I will encourage it to express itself in constructive ways.”

To expand, Friedrich Nietzsche said, “The greatest epochs in our lives are at the points when we gain the courage to rebaptize our badness as the best in us.”