……….The Bright Field……..
I have seen the light break through
to illuminate a small field
for a while & gone my way
& forgotten it. But that was the pearl
of great prize, the one field that had
the treasure in it. I realize now
that I must give all that I have
to possess it. Life is not hurrying
on to a receding future nor hankering after
an imagined past. It is the turning
aside like Moses to the miracle
of the lit bush. To a brightness
that seems as transitory as your youth
once, but is the eternity that awaits you.
….R. S. Thomas
our exile creeps up on us with regrets…..showing us the leaky places in our compassionate awareness of ourselves….where does the light hurt? what inner quantitative battle wrenches us away from gentle belonging?
there is a warm light in the window of home…..there is a cool light down the next road….& there is a sweet, hot, neon light in a battered soul…
Beauty is a light that comes from the soul. This is the place in the soul that is eternal. Your time here always inhabits the circle of your soul. All your time is gathered, & your future time waits here for you. Your time is the deeper seed of the eternity that is waiting to welcome you. The soul is the natural shelter around your life. Part of this wisdom of spiritual soulful self-presence is to be able to let certain aspects of your life alone………John O’Donohue