There’s this magical spot on the wall in the entryway to my living room. It’s right near my worn out, comfy chair in the corner, the one where I love to meditate, read, write and scheme. When the sun is at a certain angle and the skies are clear (enough) the sunlight streams in through the small windows of my 1950s front door and hits the flat white paint. And the light reflects back in the most amazing – dazzling even – way.
When I am meditating and this happens, I can see or sense this light, even with my eyes closed, and my head involuntarily – instinctively, magnetically, irresistibly- turns gently toward it. I can feel the light on my face, and all around me. And it lifts me. Immediately. Whatever my energy level is as I sit there, it instantly levels up. And I feel a warmth envelop me & this Holy sense of optimism and love fills me. I am bathed in Love & Light.
What is that?
On the surface, we say it’s just light. Radiation, or sunlight, emanates from the immense ball of gaseous flame that is our star, the sun. Rays travel across more than 90 million miles of space to the earth where they provide warmth and illumination, enable photosynthesis in plants and help humans produce Vitamin D.
It’s more than warmth and light in terms of degrees Fahrenheit or lumens. So much more.
God is there. Can you feel His presence? His warmth? His Love? He is in the Light. In my living room and in my heart.
When that light streams in, it’s as if something inside me recognizes itself shining in that light. It knows itself as God, Love, and Spirit. As kindness, empathy, compassion and all the things this world hungers for. And in sensing, seeing, and feeling Spirit’s presence reflected back from that little slice of entryway wall, it’s restored, revitalized, inspired and ready to venture forward, reflecting more of that Holy Love & Light out into the world.
I love that Light. That Light is me. It’s you, too. And perhaps…it’s all that there really is.