I wanted to think it was like a light bulb, life,
dangling in the chest, asking to be switched on.
But it’s not the light that’s even in question,
rather, what’s your brilliant, glaring wattage?
What do you dare to gleam out and reflect?
~ Ada Limón, “The Other Wish,” from Bright Dead Things
Notes:
- Photo: mennyfox55. Poem: via bostonpoetryslam
- Prior “Lightly child, lightly” Posts? Connect here.
- Post Title & Inspiration: Aldous Huxley: “It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.”
how do you see things and what leads others to your light?
For some of us, it needs to be a conscious effort to be a lighthouse, it does not pour out of DNA.
I’m not sure one knows how much they shine…I think one gets a sense of it though,by what is reflected back to them.
Oh, some of us know exactly how much we shine (or don’t). 😀
So much thought in those three short lines…
There is…
Love the image!
Me too!
The wattage in ALL of us can go higher than we can imagine, no one is an exception.
I’m with Mimi. I’m not sure one knows how much they shine. But, they better know how much they don’t.
“What do you ((( dare ))) to gleam out and reflect?”
There is more hidden Pearls and hidden Nacre than the soul has ever seen. Until we dare…
You go Sawsan!