What a lovely invitation and reminder to see what is around us...he miracle of the organization of matter and spirit...their connection and ours. thank you
Three weeks after moving into our house last summer I was awaken by a bright but unknown light. It was the full moon streaming straight into my face as I lay in bed. The room looks different in moonlight than it does in sunlight.
This is so beautiful and delicate—I read it as a coming out of grief, or rather, a widening of vision to accommodate both grief/ loss and the possibility of reconnection to the world.
With thoughts of love & light…..
What a lovely invitation and reminder to see what is around us...he miracle of the organization of matter and spirit...their connection and ours. thank you
Three weeks after moving into our house last summer I was awaken by a bright but unknown light. It was the full moon streaming straight into my face as I lay in bed. The room looks different in moonlight than it does in sunlight.
Perhaps a poem here? That difference between moonlight and sunlight. I'm wondering how you would describe it.
This is so beautiful and delicate—I read it as a coming out of grief, or rather, a widening of vision to accommodate both grief/ loss and the possibility of reconnection to the world.
Yes!
Yes!
& what a gift… to be bedded by light.
Love this, Emily.