by Lee Green, Perth, Australia

A few days ago I was fortunate to stay with friends in Byron Bay. Their lovely home is perched beneath the lighthouse, which that afternoon was standing tall and white against the grey mist that often falls across the sky that time of day.

But the real magic began much later when, as I settled for bed, I observed the sweeping movement of the bright light from the bedroom. I was luckier still because I could lie in bed and watch the show until it was time to close my eyes and rest deeply.

It occurred to me, as the light swung elegantly and strongly through the night sky, that the light doesn’t stop. It keeps turning, and shining, through the darkest of nights. The stormiest of days, the light is shining – relentless in its quest to warn those that may get too close to the rocky shores.

I nestled deeper into the covers and felt that light within all of us. The light we as humanity come from and share cannot be dismissed. It shines in all of us. It may appear that the light is stronger in others but this is just a gentle reminder that some, more than others, are accepting and claiming that light to live by.

Now change the word ‘light’ to love. Feel it?

That love, it never switches off; like the lighthouse it never fades or dulls itself, never hides – we do that to it.

That love comes from God. It is in us all equally, shining brightly not just to light our way, but so that others get the chance to see its flicker, which just might remind them that they have it too.

Such a light, a love, simply needs to be re-connected to, felt, nurtured and claimed. Then the world will feel the truth of love from all corners as we all shine with each other in complete harmony.