We’ve had all kinds of weather over the past week: wind, rain, hail, snow and even the occasional glimmer of sunshine from time to time.
I live for those moments, those sunny rays which peak from behind the dark clouds, those glimmers of hope which warm a bitterly cold day.
I spend most of my time looking for the light, trying to find the positives when things may feel bleak. As I’ve said in past posts, I believe that nature has an extraordinary way in which it reflects our own lives, our own time and our journeys upon this plane.
The various shades of colour, the light and the shadow, the symmetry, the movement, the atmosphere. Every scene, every picture can be depicted in relation to an emotion, a state of being, a reflection upon life if you will.
“I feel light, even in my darkest hour,
The weight of this truth, it calms me.
To be light, grounded by a heavy heart,
And by the deeds they have done.
Then let the night show me the way,
Will darkness complete me?
Even invite shadow to stay,
As I gift the Lake each silent ache
That burns endlessly.
Lovely Lake, well-spring of all living things,
This paradise on earth, she calms me.
Water of life, give me my eternal sleep;
Oasis of blue, my grave.
So let the night show me the way,
Let darkness complete me;
I now invite shadow to stay
As I gift the stars my silent scars
That burn endlessly.
I feel light, even in my darkest hour.
I feel light.”
Tori Amos- Darkest Hour