in the light

i have been following the light around the house lately, mostly in the early morning and in the evening.  i'm captivated by the shadows, and by the places where the light sneaks in.  a certain corner of the piano, a slice of wall in the hallway between bennett's bedroom and ours, the kitchen windowsill.  it's something about the sun low in the sky that creates these flashes of light that i love.  and then they're gone.


there is an expression in the quaker tradition, "holding you in the light."  i wouldn't presume to try to explain the phrase theologically, but i will say that i've used it more than a handful of times in the last month in talking with friends who are facing life-altering circumstances.  and i find myself wondering how i came to the place in my life where my friends are facing illness and death.