"Hide it under a bushel, no. I'm going to let it shine
Hide it under a bushel, no. I'm going to let it shine
Hide it under a bushel, no. I'm going to let it shine
Let it shine, let it shine."
Harry Dixon Loes
"THIS LITTLE LIGHT OF MINE"
Composer and Teacher
(1895-1965)
For as long as I can remember, "This Little Light of Mine" was my most favorite childhood song. I learned it in Sunday School and was over joyed whenever we were able to sing it out loud. I have been singing this song silently for years. It continues to be very endearing to me.
There were so many things confusing to me as a child, so the strangest things would captivate my heart and give me hope. The thought of carrying a light inside of me, a light ignited by the Holy Spirit, was positively thrilling. It was something freely given and worthy of life long protection.
Light was associated with anything sacred such as prayer and ritual so a candle became a very specific symbol for me. My young heart would swell while watching the flame of a candle dancing in the dark. I would get lost in the flickering colors as my inner light would extend to the flame. It was my initial experience with internal power as it aligned with the Divine.
As I grew older, I did not wait for religious holidays, birthdays or special occasions to light a candle. I would ignite a wick to simply watch it glow. Any candle flame seemed to be a witness to my otherwise unnoticed existence. The presence of a candle was always inspiring for me, like a direct link to sacred spaces.
Over the years, my flame has been doused with water and conversely, ignited by unmeasured fuel. My flame has been smaller than a pilot light, often difficult to be detected at all, but I know it has always been within me ... great or small.
Learning how to do energy work was second nature to me. I was already a vessel of Divine Light and it was exhilarating to feel energy flow through me and out into the world. I was able to witness first hand the ability for light to energize, strengthen, and cleanse the body, mind and soul.
All things sacred dwell in the light and there are no boundaries nor limitations as to where the length of the flame extends.
"This Little Light of Mine" has been the first gift I ever received. It has consistently led me out of darkness by shinning onto my path. It is a gift I can share with others as it instantaneously replenishes itself . The light never abandons me, and I believe when my earth day is finally done, I will be taking my light with me no matter where I roam.
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