or sad...
at the cracks that happen in the heart and soul - for that is Life's way of letting the Light in...
I found this picture on the Net and thought it wonderfully evocative: a room with broken plaster, worn floorboards, and tired door with cracks in it, unable to even close properly, and I thought how like our lives this was.....The broken and patched plaster on the walls forms shapes and patterns of all our experiences, good and bad; the floorboards, smooth, but worn and scratched, signify the daily grind - the steady, comforting rhythm of routine and, at times, the dullness or loneliness of it; and the door is like our heart - the planks are time-worn and shabby, but smooth with age, still sturdy, and though cracks have developed it is still holding...the effects of changing and inclement weather do not let it shut tight, allowing passing winds to blow in.........but also letting the light filter in...And though the winds may change/damage/wear out the room, as the light that filters in changes, the play of the light and shadow throws up an exquisite pattern - our unique tapestry - which glows.