Dear Ones,

Light comes in many forms and shapes, from without and from within.

We may refer to the light of the sun, which blesses us everyday.

And to the fact that the light needs darkness to emerge or manifest.

But does it, really?

As a fire burns in plain daylight, its light is being added or wrapped within light. It is light consumed within light.

When we express compassion for someone or a group of people affected by trauma or disaster, we are sending Light, even invisible light. Yet we know Light has a heartwarming, soothing effect.

It reminds me of the words from the Great Invocation I sent out last week.

From the point of Light within the mind of God, let light stream forth into human minds.

As I shared last night a verse about the beneficial Light of God, that “cuts men and women free from pain,” a friend offered a poem by Jan Richardson, How the light comes. It was published on December 28, 2021, an uncanny date, I feel.

We can’t really tell how the Light manifests, and what prompts Its emission, yet let’s welcome it into our hearts and minds.

And, above all, let’s make generous use of It!

Topic: The light – more about the Light

Time: Jul 17 @ 3:00 PM Eastern Time

Meeting ID: 827 1508 0796

I cannot tell you
how the light comes.
What I know
is that it is more ancient
than imagining.
That it travels
across an astounding expanse
to reach us.
That it loves
searching out
what is hidden
what is lost
what is forgotten
or in peril
or in pain.
That it has a fondness
for the body
for finding its way
toward flesh
for tracing the edges
of form
for shining forth
through the eye,
the hand,
the heart.
I cannot tell you
how the light comes,
but that it does.
That it will.
That it works its way
into the deepest dark
that enfolds you,
though it may seem
long ages in coming
or arrive in a shape
you did not foresee.
And so
may we this day
turn ourselves toward it.
May we lift our faces
to let it find us.
May we bend our bodies
to follow the arc it makes.
May we open
and open more
and open still
to the blessed light
that comes.

by Jan Richardson