Light

The wrong light —
loud and brash
the one of multicolored awnings and incandescent screens.
— The one where you lose yourself.

The wrong light —
uncouth and effortlessly seen
the one that sucks in the lost and the desperate.
— The one that keeps you away from yourself.

Be careful when you walk the path.
Don’t be lured by complicated glitter.

Light is a river of overflowing splendor.
It shines yet does not blind.
Its rays are strong yet embrace you with infinite tenderness.
This is the Light that shatters your deepest misgivings.
It is the one of grace and infinite mercy.
The one of simple joy.
— the very one that is within you.

Kenza.

Art – Van Eyck

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Detail from “Portrait of Giovanni Arnolfini and his wife,” by the Master of Northern Renaissance Jan Van Eyck (Bruges, d.1441), painted in 1434.

Van Eyck, known for his illustrated manuscripts, portraits and of course the Ghent Altarpiece (dated 1432), brought life into the scenery and the people he painted like no one before him. He helped define a new trend in art where painting became the medium of grandeur or “the art of arts” as it became known, rather than tapestry or architecture.

He defied the Church (then divided between Rome and Avignon) in many ways, especially for portraying religious figures with human feelings. Yet, he was adored by the nobility (especially the Duke of Burgundy) and the common man who in the aftermath of the great plague, saw renewal and hope in his art, most particularly for his use of light.

Painting on display at the National Gallery, London.

We are but specks of dust

We are but specks of dust catching the light and moving with the breeze.

We came from distant places to this earth that is blue, so that we may become ocean.

We are here to shine, and embrace sorrows and joys.

We are here to be kind, and speak words of comfort.

We came a long time ago,and since then, some have forgotten that it is to love that we are here.

Kenza.