We may have missed mass, but we had a good Christmas. The kids (heavy with colds before and after) rallied for a day or two and very much appreciated their gifts. I ran down to the sea with Wolf and stripped off, dunking myself in the surf while the drizzle lifted and the sky turned silver for a moment. We thought about going to Crossmolina. I’m not a churchgoer but I like hymns and this is a time of year when I become more nostalgic for some of the many things that are now so far away. It’s a long way, though, and I wasn’t going to force everyone to endure the drive just to sit with strangers. Perhaps I’ll sneak off by myself one Sunday. Even though I have no Christian faith any more, I still think that there are elements of the message that ring true. The golden rule, however easy it is to make a joke of it and say, I’ve no idea what they want, I can’t put myself in their shoes, is actually a very effective and simple tool for doing just that. I just think we need to extend it, beyond the species.
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