Hanukkah has ended, the bright candle lights on the menorah are no more, for another year. But, that does not mean that the lights from within my soul have disappeared, or diminished, in any aspect.
Like barren branches of winter, or golden-like grasses, the inner lights of my psyche continue to illuminate not only from within, but externally, as well. My spiritual journey is continual, despite my decades of life. Each day brings new moments of learning, and moments of awe.
The image above might look simplistic, plain, or ordinary to some eyes. But, to me it is beautiful. Nature always brings wonderment to my eyes. The two, separated tree trunks, within the branches in the background, and even the foreground, spoke to me on several levels. Their winter appearance reminds me that spring will enfold nature’s growth rebirth. Nature gently whispers to me that we must enjoy the scenes before us, as every moment counts, and every moment holds lessons.
Positivities aren’t always the lessons we receive. Yet, even the negative moments, actions, interactions, and reflections, are learning experiences that we shouldn’t dismiss.
Speaking of nature, I just downloaded an ebook to my Kindle, from my library: The Naturalist: Theodore Roosevelt, A Lifetime of Exploration, and the Triumph of American History. I will begin reading it later on, today. I enjoy honoring Shabbat by reading books regarding nature, life, history. Those books offer me insight into the natural order of things, and fill me with spiritual awareness and wonder of our planetary structure and beauty.
Hanukkah has ended, but on Shabbat, new lights shine. Shabbat Shalom to those who celebrate.
Copyright Lorri M.