Longing for Light
I slept in a little the other day and came running into the kitchen shortly after 7:00 to find, to my astonishment and joy, the room flooded with sunlight from the east-facing window. Accustomed to it being dark at that hour, I had somehow failed to notice that the days were imperceptibly moving us gradually closer to the light. I hadn't realize how much I missed it until I greeted it streaming into my life again.
This is why I love spring: because with all its fickleness, all its 60-degrees-one-day-and-six-inches-of-snow-the-next unpredictability, it brings with it light. And I love light. I long for light.
I've found a similar awakening going on for me spiritually over the past few months. I've come to think of it as a "soul spring." As I have worked harder to incorporate meaningful study and meditation into my days, I have felt an increase of light streaming into my heart–light that I have needed more desperately than I had ever imagined I would when I first made the commitment to seek it. It makes it so that life, with all its fickleness and unpredictability and potential darkness, can still be filled with joy. Even a little bit of light is stronger than a whole room full of dark.
I love this light. I long for it. And I am grateful beyond measure for its Source, who IS the Light.
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