|Angel by Anatoly Timoshkin.|
Aglow with an inner light, achieved in paintings with great skill. Achievable in life by finding a brave and gentle and loving path through whatever a day holds. A lifetime's work and no easy task.
In a recent dream, most of which is forgotten, a long-time friend referred to me as luminous. I could think of no compliment I would treasure more. Aspirations of luminosity.
To be the beam that reaches darkest corners, to be a source of warmth for any spirit too long in the cold, to illuminate, to brighten, to carry or be the lantern so that others aren't left behind, that is what this Timoshkin angel suggests. Serenity, contemplation, knowing. This week brings the year's longest night, when we all might wish winter on its way. It brings memories of childhood Christmases when, as now, the lights were what I loved most.
May we continue to fan the flames in each other and ourselves, keep the fires lit against all that would have us fearful and lost. Especially together we are so much greater than the dark.