The festival of Diwali seems like such an appropriate time to write about seeking the light.

I’m sure you’ve heard of the Washington Post experiment, for which Joshua Bell, one of the best concert violinists in the world played for free, for 45 minutes, on a violin worth 3.5 million dollars at a subway station. Over a thousand people passed by Bell, only seven stopped to listen him play, including a 3-year old boy, and only one person recognized him.

Makes me think of how often, we’re so caught up with what we’re doing, so absorbed in the ordinary, that we don’t see the extraordinary – that spot of blue in a background of greens.

We can get so focused on all the bad stuff going on around us that we forget there’s so much good in the world too.

So caught up in the darkness that we don’t see the light.

But must just now see the light. We must consciously seek it.

Have you noticed how a cats will find that one spot of sunlight coming in and soak it up?

I want to be like that cat – consciously seeking the light.

The light of love. The light of truth.

Even when it’s easier to choose what masks itself as the light. Because the light doesn’t necessarily show up what’s ‘nice’. More often than not it shows up things that we try to hide. Our pretensions. All those hurts and wounds we’ve tried to put band-aid up and hope that they will heal.

Healing often takes more than band-aid – it is blo*** hard work that needs courage and persistence.

I ask myself if I’m bold enough to seek the light.Like the say goes, sometimes the light at the end of the tunnel is a train! Am I ┬áprepared to board it? Am I┬áprepared to continue the journey of healing? Am I ready to tear those band-aids off and look beyond to see where the real wounds are.

I wish you light today. May you seek it too.


shine on

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