At the start of one of the first Longest Night Runs, my friend Shannon sent this blessing from Jan Richardson. The following year I taped it to my garage wall where I’d return hourly during my night-long run to refuel.

As I’ve flipped through the various quotes and poems around the topic of darkness this year, this poem has re-surfaced, and I found new resonance with it.

The poem says this blessing is “gathering itself”. Three weeks from the longest night of the year, can you feel it gathering, even now?

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