Life is such a mystery. There is the unknown, and there is the unknowable.
And our awareness sways back and forth between what we don’t yet know, and what we believe we can not know, throughout our lives.
Life is vibrating energy.
And most of us come to understand that energy expresses itself as light.
The rainbow light of living beings was understood many thousands of years ago, and some preserve that knowledge, still.
Day to day, we may not think about it too much.
There’s coffee to brew, weeds to pull, pots to water, friends to call and meals to prepare. The TV may hypnotize us. We get lost in our thoughts while navigating traffic.
Yet the mystery remains, always there, like the sea.
Waves of light roll across us continually; our vision often limited by our consciousness. We may feel it, we may see it; we may not consciously recognize it at all.
But a digital camera can capture what our eye may miss. I noticed first one orb, and then another on the screen of my little Nikon today.
My eye could not see them unaided, though I felt them gathering there.
Such exquisite beauty. Such soft and silent energy gathering, revealing themselves little by little.
These light beings gathered around our Adam’s Needle, Yucca filamentosa, as I was working around this little garden space this morning.
When I stopped to capture the beauty of the Yucca’s unfolding flowers, I saw the hint of the first at the bottom of that photo. I took a total of 17 photos over the space of a little more than ten minutes.
From a single orb in the first photo, there are more than a dozen towards the end.
A rainbow mystery; a gathering of light.
For the Daily Post’s
“Faith and love are apt to be spasmodic in the best minds.
Men live the brink of mysteries and harmonies
into which they never enter,
and with their hands on the door-latch
they die outside.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson