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Wednesday, 7 March 2012

Loved by the Rain

And the sea, and the fog, and all the purviews of Lord Manannan. He is more than just the god of these things; he is these things and when I stand in the rain or swim in the ocean or let the fog cool my skin, I feel his presence and am reminded: I am loved.

He is the dark space between stars, and when I look to the night sky I do not feel fear at those spaces. I feel a loving, warm embrace; arms that hold the stars in their spots, arms that hold guideposts for lost travellers.

He holds up a lantern and suddenly the darkness clears. I'm no longer lost, because I've found him, and he'll never let me go again.