"Meditation in your heart....and be still." -Psalm 4:4
The gate that silence opens up within us leads to light. Light exposes with an almost merciless radiance and, in the exposure, reveals the beauty of the real. Vermeer always painted this holy light. He may seem, on first looking, to be depicting a young woman, standing at a half-opened window, wrapped peacefully in her own thoughts, but she and her surroundings are merely the pretext. Vermeer's intensity is focused on the light itself, only visible to us as it falls on the material world. It shimmers on the woman's white headdress, glimmers on the copper of the jug and ewer, glimmers with ineffable softness on the walls. Every element in the painting celebrates the presence of light, revealing and transforming. No painter has ever believed more totally in light than Vermeer- and hence the profoundly contemplative nature of his art.
Prayer:
Sit with this song...
All of these fathers with their bald spots Pull to the car line dropping kids off The sons and daughters of their parents wounds Parents of their own
It'd make some sense, if some was made to me Sometimes I don't see love in anything And just when I surrender to my shadow I snap out of it, and step into the light I step back into the light
Sometimes my mind feels like a valley So I take it to the bar Fill it up like an ocean To drown my troubles in Just to find out what good swimmers they are
It'd make some sense, if some was made to me Sometimes I don't see love in anything And just when I surrender to my shadow I snap out of it, and step into the light I step back into the light
When my dreams feel like a rusty rail That I slapped on a coat of paint As the layers cracked and chipped and failed This wretched lie is all that remains
It'd make some sense, if some was made to me Sometimes I don't see love in anything And just when I surrender to my shadow I snap out of it, yeah, I snap out of it And I step into the light I step back into the light I step into the light I step back into the light
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