I sit here in my simple house, and find myself caught by the light flowing into the room through my blue curtains.
Each thread is visible, each shade of the curtains colors fade in and out of shapes created by pleats—shadows both deepen and disappear as your eyes travel over the bare body of the fabric.
My cat sleeps only a few feet away from this colorful and minimalistic dance; the same light is highlighting each hair on her body as she breathes taking her own part in the dance.
My eyes are glued, my mind is clear, and my heart rests to take in the sight.
This light that God has created, that gives form and color, and beauty to everything we can see, is given to me.
In this light is infinite love and compassion; a balm for the cracks of my heart, but also a window for my soul the recognize the God that is within and around and beyond myself and all that is created.
In this light, there is ultimate love and possibility.
Most humbly of all, and hardest to fathom and understand, I am the light…and the light is me….and the light is everyone.
I’ve been found by beauty.
I’ve been found by transcendence.
I’ve been found by stillness and love.