Glimpse of Heaven

Living in the heart of a great big city, noises, all around you. Open your window and you hear the sounds of sirens, people, the incessant chatter of the world running towards something, for something, the rat race neverending, constant... Someone is running to catch a bus, another is running away from home, yet another is running to get home from the rain and another is braving the storm to get to work. Movement, arising and subsiding….how this world thrives on constant motion…

My window faces a busy street, a glimpse onto the mechanism of a great metropolis. Motion, fluid and irrepressible, day and night, not everybody’s cup of tea I imagine, but there is a reason and a season for everything is there not?

But wait a moment….pray what is this?
Silvery light coming into my little home….
Ahh if you were here beside me dear reader, you would see what I see, feel what I feel when I say that this radiance dazzles my eyes in the subtlest manner possible, imbuing my senses with a tranquillity unknown before. Suddenly everything is getting quieter and quieter….shhhhh don’t make a move, my friend.. it is getting quiet...be still…..

The magic of the full moon pierces veil after veil, through the darkest of nights and brings a sense of calm into the busiest of these London streets…
And here I am sitting before my little altar, bathed in pure light, millions of magical moonbeams shining onto me, through me, into the very fabric of the deepest recesses of my soul..bringing the joy of the heavens themselves…I do not know if there is a heaven and if so if there is one or many, but I do know one thing dear reader, if there is more than one heaven, one of them is here..me in the image of my Lord, bathed in the Lord’s light!.