22 January

Time spent on reflection, left alone to face the deepest, darkest moments of one’s life without a trace of fear or retribution, gives one rise to joyful song, when all at once one gives release, lets go amid the throng of life, and moves ahead to steer a measured course, a journey new, to brave a new frontier.

Do you take the time to wrestle deep within your mind with all the long lost memories which seem so hard to find? It is not a chore to grow, analysis need not be made, but simply giving time to healing can be fruitful. Made, we are, for greater things than meagre lives so small, and all is not what one believes, but is in fact much more.

Take a candle lit with love and hold it to your Name. See the candle flicker to the tune your breath does flame. And watch it bend to your own will, caring not for self, and humble in its glowing service; does this not remain instilled forever in your mind? How can something so minute be so inclined to thus impress upon your heart such love until its death? How can you let its presence pass without comment?

Attest to all that is before you, know that all is there, a witness to your greater glory, to watch you play a fair game this life, and mount your fears, and do away with pain, to stand up tall and recognise your essence is the flame of life eternal, glimpsed from distant star. You are the all you have thus sought to capture from afar.

Be the candle, bend to need, but hesitate not at all, believe you shine the brightest light, and comfort others, all.