Being open to the light

Yesterday was a day of soft, and not quite so soft, Welsh rain.

Even the foxgloves – Digitalis purpurea – were soaked.

Yet even heavily laden with rain, their droplets reflected the light with sparkling beauty.

May you never place walls between the light and yourself.

Seeking the light wherever we find ourselves.

Pause. See differently. Re-story…

~ from John O’Donohue’s poem For Belonging, from Benedictus: A Book of Blessings, Bantam Press, 2007. Quoted in full in A Blessing for Belonging – receiving the gift.