“Every evening, an hour before the sun goes down, I walk toward its light, wanting to be altered. Always in quiet, the air still. Walking up the straight empty road and then back. When the sun is gone, the light continues high up in the sky for a while. When I return, the moon is there. Like a changing of the guard. I don't expect the light to save me, but I do believe in the ritual. I believe I am being born a second time in this very plain way.” - The Light Continues by Linda Gregg #bangalorediaries #home #belonging #lightseeker #reflection #healing #silentstories #hope #anicca #moon #nightscape #lindagregg (at Bangalore, India) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cqa1tZmSUHM/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=












