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As some two billion Christians around the world tomorrow celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ and his teachings of brotherhood, peace, and the hope of a new beginning, a poem by Maya Angelou comes to mind. On the Pulse of Morning closes with an exhortation to set aside fear in order to make room for hope.

May we all, believers and non believers alike, find grace in the season and the courage, even in dark and uncertain times, to find hope for a new year and the humanity in our sisters and brothers. And, may your tomorrow be filled with hope and light and love.

Merry Christmas, Pittsburgh!


An excerpt from On the Pulse of Morning by Maya Angelou:

Lift up your hearts

Each new hour holds new chances

For new beginnings.

Do not be wedded forever

To fear, yoked eternally

To brutishness.

The horizon leans forward,

Offering you space to place new steps of change.

Here, on the pulse of this fine day

You may have the courage

To look up and out upon me, the

Rock, the River, the Tree, your country.

No less to Midas than the mendicant.

No less to you now than the mastodon then.

Here on the pulse of this new day

You may have the grace to look up and out

And into your sister’s eyes, into

Your brother’s face, your country

And say simply

Very simply

With hope

Good morning.