A Light in the Darkness
In the darkness of the morning hours, I often light a candle.
It is one of the first "rituals" I engage in to set the tone for the day to come; to bring me back into the light after many hours of darkness and sleep, or to greet the silence and mystery of early morning's gloaming if the sun has not yet risen.
Candle-lighting may be the simplest of rituals but it is the one I love the most. It ignites something in me as match creates flame. Something in me—something in the world—comes alive, glimmers, sparks into hopefulness.
It is also a concrete way that I send a powerful message to myself, "Every day is sacred," because sometimes, truthfully, it's difficult to remember this. When an aging parent is in the hospital or an adult-child is distressed, we forget, and can fall prey to feelings of fear or worry.
When we lean into the Light anything can be illuminated,
"Light gives of itself freely, filling all available space.
It does not seek anything in return; it asks not whether you are friend or foe.
It gives of itself and is not thereby diminished."
May it be so for you. May it be so for all of us today.
is a touchpoint. a resting place, a "remembering" of who we really are: beings of unshakeable peace, boundless compassion, and deep joy.
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