January 19, 2025

So many predictions and so much speculation swirling right now. I choose to ignore most of it as it just stirs angst. But this caught my attention. 

I’ve never paid much attention to Nostradamus. He’s lauded for the many mostly dire and tragic predictions that have come true. While the rest seem to fade into historical obscurity, his legend lives on. Among the quatrains he published in 1555, seven are being attributed to 2025, more from interpretation than his having assigned them to any specific year. But among those seven, which are pretty grim, this one shines a bright hope.

Through the ashes of despair,
A new light shall rise,
The souls of men shall awaken,
And wisdom shall flow like a river.
Nostradamus
1555

And right now, I welcome all the hope we can find. From this century or any century.

Beannacht,
Judith