I see light streaming

I see light streaming out of everyone these days.

This light looks like this: connection.

Gil prompted me to start a blog. The light was speaking.

Holly Briscoe gets people to move in ways they didn’t imagine possible — nor could they imagine the freedom and fluidity in those movements. That is the light streaming. Through Holly to you, through you, if you seek her out for instruction.

Today I was called off of what I had planned for the day to help Jason Fennell move a family to a new home, part of our Man With A Van service. It was going to be brutally hot work on the verge of August in South Florida. Yet I also had the feeling that something witchy wonderful was coming my way. Indeed it did: we met a kindred spirit, a woman who is on an adventurous journey into her spirit self, a path she’s only begun recently at 54 years of age . . . that was the light taking action, changing plans, making connections.

Every time I see a spark in your eyes — whoever you are, wherever you are — that is the light sparking.

The light is love and laughter and plenty of non-L words, like flow, like bliss, like connection, like a charitable heart, like sweetness in the middle of a work-a-day rote transaction, like the charged African-American woman at the guard gate I went through many times today . . . always connecting and smiling into you and waving you in like a dear friend, like living light.

I see light streaming out of everyone these days.

This light looks like this: connection.
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