Last year’s christmas was for us about the starlight in the story. It was about the range of radiance and constellational patterns made by stars, and why God chose to express Himself as starlight-esp in the way of this story, as a signal of the birth of The Son. It was a meditation of varying degrees of glory from a single source–His Star. This year, we are meditating on the wise ones from the east. The whole way of God that is the east–what it says of Him, and the nature of its silence.

Last year, we expressed our exploration by having disco balls and euro club lights, projected images onto the house, and lots of swirling pools of different types of light (again, exploring star light). It was frenetic, and had motion and sound activated lighting–the swiss machine shooting 12 different patterns onto the barn, activated by kid claps and even laughter.

This year, I see less pools of motioned light as last year, and more still streaks of single colors. More about the inner life of wisdom, and the gift of being able to examine each element distinctly.  I see more of a cubist tokyo Jesus this year. I would love to do a nativity with just the wise men in it–to meditate on the fact that the baby actually made the wise men, so is reflected in their questing!