Let The Light In

Sometimes when I’m talking to friends about things like fear of the unknown or just fear and doubt in general I’ll pose a riddle.

“I was afraid of the dark, but then I became the darkness “.

For the first time ever I’m going to publicly give you the answer.

When you are in a dark place there is fear and anxiety. You can’t perceive the world around you. What’s out there could be bad. It might even be very bad. You’re fear comes from your mind filling in the unknown with projections of worse case scenarios. The flight or fight response kicks in. Adrenaline surges through your blood and your ready for the unknown.

But why become the darkness? It sounds scary. Doesn’t that make you evil? No, not at all. Because a person who is in darkness casts no shadow! In order to become darkness one must become a shadow. In order to become a shadow one must leave the darkness and move into the light. If a person who is in the light is casting light, the the light is being reflected instead of absorbed. The truth will set you free but only if you drink it in make it a part of you.

The Light shines for everyone but not everyone steps out of darkness to let the light in.

New Beginnings 

When you realize that each day is a precious gift it makes you grateful for the morning.  Last fall I was in the worst crash in my life.  I seem to be okay so far.  But, it did make me realize how fragile life is. Life’s too short to spend it in bitterness and resentment.  No matter what has happened you’ve been given another chance to make the best of it.  Sometimes that means leaving broken pieces behind.  Sometimes it’s going to mean taking time to heal.  There will be pain to one degree or another but it will pass.  It’s a new day, make the most of it.

Cultivate Life

This old barn near Summerville West Virginia always seems to have something to offer my lens.  I  was raised in agriculture.  I  look at the old barns and think about the life that was housed there. Not just grain, hay and farming supplies but the people who worked the land. I can hear the ghostly echoes of conversations about life and love,  business and pleasure.  I can hear the footsteps of young people who think that they’re up to mischief but really are just learning about life.  People who share work are investing in each other.  Work parties often ended in generations of close friends.  You may not have barns where you live but odds are that you do have people.  I want to encourage you to reach out to a neighbor and offer to share in some work.  You’ll be surprised to see how large your family really is. 

Escaping From Winter 

Free me from this frozen prison!

Loose theses bindings layers of wool and down. 

Let me feel the warmth of the Sun in place of icy winds.

Show me green leaves and let me breathe in the scent of rose.  

Kindle a fire deep in my soul and set this prisoner free. 

What Our Hands Say

Nighty-three percent of communication us non-verbal.  Out of that non-verbal percentage our hands  do a lot of talking.  It’s our hands and hearts that forge our reality.  One of my favorite images was this touching moment between my father and my nephew.  “C’mon paw paw. It’s time to play.” Was the words spoken  but “I love you ” was the message.