The movement of light and change

On a grey day in December, with just a bit of muted light coming through the sky without any hint of blue, I've been thinking of the movement of light and darkness, how my whole existence plays between these two. Above you can see a paper snowflake my friend Steffi gave me last week. It hangs in the window of our dining room and every day since I received it, light has played and transformed itself in its shape. From early morning to night, some kind of light...sun, moon, stars, reflected city lamps and also some kind of shadow from our home, from the buildings across the way from a bird flying by...all of these have danced in it, have lit it up, have darkened it and yet there in its geometric form it has stayed the same as everything else has changed. It is a good reminder of how to stay still in this darkening season of turning inward. For soon, the inward motion will reach its deepest point and then the outward, gaining of light begins again. Shapes and shadows will still change, only among more light. Until light falls away once again to lengthening shadows...

The last photo is of an eclipse of the moon we had about two months ago. My prayer for the day: May I stay still in the shadows and flickerings of all that passes...for it only passes, What Is Is and Remains...