There is a fierce wind from the northwest this morning and the temperature is dropping fast- will be below zero tonight. So I elected to stay cozy at home instead of heading out early, eat some warm gruel (Malt-o-Meal), read a bit. In The Divine Mileau by Pierre Teilhard de Chardin is a passage I enjoyed this frosty morn: “…it is only the fine point of ourselves that comes up into the light of self-consciousness and freedom. We know ourselves and set our own course but within an incredibly small radius of light. Immediately beyond lies impenetrable darkness, though it is full of presences – the night of everything that is within us and around us, without us and in spite of us.”