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Against the light of God's goodness

Your life is something opaque, not transparent, as long as you look at it in an ordinary human way. But if you hold it up against the light of God's goodness, it shines and turns transparent, radiant and bright. And then you ask yourself in amazement: Is this really my own life I see before me?

~ Albert Schweitzer

Purer channels for God's light

As we become purer channels for God's light, we develop an appetite for the sweetness that is possible in this world. A miracle worker is not geared toward fighting the world that is, but toward creating the world that could be

~ Marianne Williamson

Thus the Light rains

Thus the Light rains, thus pours,
the liquid and rushing crystal
beneath the knees of the gods.

~ from CANTO IV by Ezra Pound

Light gives of itself freely

Light gives of itself freely, filling all available space. It does not seek anything in return; it asks not whether you are friend or foe. It gives of itself and is not thereby diminished.

~ Michael Strassfeld

Cascading Light

The canyon bleeds, then deepens
and darkens ...
A sliver of white moon in the east.
Thin Light spills into the gorge
and the river sings an ancient song.
At the edge of shadow, night:
dark stone, pine scent, water,
cascading Light.

~ from SO QUIETLY THE EARTH by David Lee
So Quietly the Earth
By David Lee

The light, creation's mind, was everywhere

The flowers that sleep by night opened their gentle eyes and turned them to the day. The light, creation's mind, was everywhere, and all things owned its power.

~ from THE OLD CURIOSITY SHOP by Charles Dickens
The Old Curiosity Shop
By Charles Dickens

A reflection of the true light

You must not think of the light of the sun as the true Light of God. It is a reflection of the true Light. That other Light, that we can neither know nor comprehend, is so subtle, so highly potent that, for us . . . it is darkness.

~ Omraam M. Aivanhov

Give light

Give light, and the darkness will disappear of itself.

~ Erasmus

Hearing the light

And now above and beyond the birds' song, Andy hears a more distant singing, whether of voices or instruments, sounds or words, he cannot tell. It is at first faint, and then stronger, filling the sky and touching the ground, and the birds answer it. He understands presently that he is hearing the light; he is hearing the sun, which now has risen, though from the valley it is not yet visible. The light's music resounds and shines in the air and over the countryside, drawing everything into the infinite, sensed but mysterious pattern of its harmony. From every tree and leaf, grass blade, stone, bird, and beast, it is answered and again answers. The creatures sing back their names. But more than their names. They sing their being. The world sings. The sky sings back. It is one song, the song of the many members of one love, the whole song sung and to be sung, resounding, in each of its moments. And it is light.

~ from REMEMBERING by Wendell Berry

The Source of light

For light I go directly to the Source of light, not to any of the reflections.

~ Peace Pilgrim
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