I live in a city. Yet it doesn’t feel like a city sometimes. And that’s exactly one of the things I love about the city…..or at least this city – Savannah, GA.

For instance, here is the view out my bathroom window this morning: the corner of 36^th and Whitaker Streets.

 

And here is that view upon closer inspection.

 

Light plays an important role in our lives does it not?

In what we see; how we experience a moment; what we feel; and ultimately who we are.

To me, the LIGHT in my life is a spiritual experience. I allow myself to notice the light. I allow the light to guide me. I allow the light in. I allow the light to shine through me. I allow the light to be there for someone else to notice.

At most…..that’s my plan each morning. Sometimes I close the bathroom window and put my sunglasses on! But at least…..there’s a plan.   

Yet which light do we notice? Which do we allow ourselves to identify with? Which light do we allow ourselves to become? To BE?

Is it the blue festival light hanging from the lamppost as in the picture at the top of this post; taken at a Blues, Jazz and BBQ festival on River Street in Savannah last weekend?

Or is it the light we see upon closer inspection?

You decide.

Take care and seek peace my friends,

Vince