Imagine, if you will, a vast ball of light; bigger than the sun, bigger than the galaxy, bigger than anything you can think of.

Now imagine, somewhere within that ball, a hollow globe, almost opaque, yet made of the finest, flimsiest cloth possible.

Inside this globe a different universe arises. A physical universe, if you look closely, with millions of microscopic blobs dotting the space within.

Home in on one of these blobs. You will see within it millions of specks of light. Home in on one of these specks. You will see some tiny dots circling it.

And on one of these tiny dots, if you look very closely, you will see movement. Billions of shadowy shapes circulating in an endless, seemingly random, dance.

They come and go, these shapes; drifting in and out of existence in an ongoing cycle of apparent chaos and confusion.

But look closely, really closely. They are but shadows, made of the same lightweight cloth that formed the globe.

What is within that cloth?

What is there besides this cloth?

Light. There is only light. If there were a pin, you could prick it, and light would come pouring out.

It turns out you do have a pin! Well, something like it, anyway. You have a laser; an intense beam of light. It is all there is, so why not?

You use your laser and the cloth melts away. What is left?

Light. There is only light.

 

By Published On: April 6, 2016Categories: Mindful Musings

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