Christmas has come and gone and I am still thinking about Dicken’s A Christmas Carol. I re-read it every year. The passage that haunted me this year comes toward the end of the book, after Scrooge has been visited by the three ghosts.
It goes like this:

“He went to church, and walked about the streets, and watched the people hurrying to and fro, and patted children on the head, and questioned beggars, and looked down into the kitchens of houses, and up to the windows, and found that everything could yield him pleasure.”

I carry these words with me into the new year—a reminder to see and question, a reminder to be in the world joyfully.

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