Make me
a still place of light
a still place of love
of you
your light radiating
your love vibrating
your touch and your healing
far flung and near
to the myriads caught
in darkness, in sickness
in lostness, in fear
make a heart-center here,
Light of the World.
~Prayer from Malling Abbey, Denmark
Last night as I was reading in bed, a small tickling on my arm distracted me. There strolled a small lightning bug, 
ignorant to my observation. I lay in repose and watched that tiny creature crawl up my shoulder and onto my chest. And then–light!
That lightning bug did not know me, did not think about who I might be or what I might do. It just shared a bit of the light it has been graced with by the Creator.
May we all be like that lightning bug, sharing our light with whomever we meet on our journey.
