At the bottom of this hole, dark, seemingly endless, there is a light. That light doesn’t come from above, from “out there”; it comes from within; it shines from the inside out, born in each of us, activated by the touch of the Other, passed from person to person as from wick to wick, flames lit through contact with other flames: a shared brilliance, perhaps hidden by what separates, but never quite extinguished because of that which unites us all.
We are one.
At the bottom of this hole, there is a light.
Let it shine…