I once overheard a conversation between a young man and his guru.

“The purpose of religion is to find God,” the student proudly beamed.

“Not quite,” his teacher corrected. “The purpose of religion is to find ourselves, within which we shall find God.”

I don’t recall the conversation being specific to any given religion, rather -it was one intended to explore our spirituality as a whole; to emphasize and refine our engagement of this contemplative practice.

“I love the dark hours of my being,” Rilke shared. “My mind deepens into them. There I can find, as in old letters, the days of my life, already lived, and held like a legend, and understood.”

It is only through this darkness that we may begin to understand our light. And, with its softened ember – illuminate our world.

In peace, my loves…

Namaste ❤️