St David's Day (2013)
What we call the beginning is often the end
And to make and end is to make a beginning.
The end is where we start from. — T S Eliot, 'Little Gidding'
It's that day again. But it is a version that feels different, not for the quality of light nor of heat, but because it has seldom marked so clearly the boundary between life and life.
Last night, I ended my first-ever lecture series at a theological college; this day, I begin officially as director of a new enterprise. And always, as Dewi Sant said, I have tried to do the little things. Today onwards, as I have before, but with renewed purpose, I ask that I do the little things even better.
And in the betterment of things, we remember our hope — that the best is yet to be.
Labels: Enterprise, St David
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Incidentally, I came across somebody publishing his findings from blending the Gryphon and Wyvern, or at least their songs. I don't think he survived.
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