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A New Year

 And so we come to the end of January, the month that faces in opposite directions, the keeper of the door between the past and the future. There is hope in a new year with new beginnings, new phases of life to experience, but there is also the darkness that follows us from the old year, and one month of January is enough time for developments that flip our plans over and take the year in an unexpected direction. In Gàidhlig we call this month am Faoilleach, the month of the wolves. So beware and pass by these wolves in hope.



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