I am very much liking the magical aspect of things lighted up. Everyone likes light and brightness. We're drawn to light, like moths-- like hurting souls longing for relief-- like children aching for the Light of the world-- We're desperate for a light within. Last night a friend took me to the Four Seasons and as I sat in awe in the midst of a panoramic lighted paradise, I recognized why we're drawn to spectacle-- and how much we need spectacle. Aristotle listed spectacle as one of the 6 aspects of drama. I remember when I saw "Lion King" on Broadway in NYC-- how I literally staggered with delight at the spectacle. I've had the same experience in the audience at "Mystere" in Las Vegas. I could name more. The spectacle within recognizes the spectacle without. This is ectasy. To miss out on the ecstacy of this dazzling season is a shame. The Chanukah candles, the Christmas lights, the joy of Light. This is something to experience with enthusiasm --Think of gasping with delight as you applaud the eruptions of fireworks in a night sky -- but here's the thing: nothing less spectacular lives within us. Within us is an extravaganza of light far outshining any tree, billboard, building, theatre, home or park. We are living lights on hills. In the One born in a manger, that's who we are.
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http://www.mariechapian.com/ I always look forward to hearing from you. A blessed lighted Christmas within to you, Beloved one.