WORDS LIKE LIGHT
Tuesday, August 30, 2022
Earlier today, when I was worrying myself silly about some supposedly large problem, the word ‘effulgence’ floated up in my mind, and fairly suddenly there was the light of relaxation instead of the darkness of distress. It seemed, for a few moments, like all of life was actually full of brightness. Even my worries seemed strangely dazzling, as if they were shiny but harmless specks of light. I was sitting in a doctor’s waiting room, and the yellow walls looked luminous. I felt like I was floating in a strange kind of splendor. I saw an old, disheveled truck pass by outside, and even it seemed to glitter and gleam. For those few moments this morning, the lustrousness of life was so clear, even in the doctor’s quiet, ordinary, but oddly bedazzling office.
SHINING THINGS One morning he saw a silver coffee cup shining on the edge of his sink. Soon he noticed other shining things in the house. The old stove seemed to be living in light again, the mouse beside the keyboard was covered in a blanket of brightness, and his socks seemed lit up, by which he knew his bicycle would shimmer down the streets that day.