Showing posts with label light. Show all posts
Showing posts with label light. Show all posts

Friday, May 1, 2026

2026 Word of the Year: Light: Out of Trauma

 

Light, El Rosario Church, San Salvador, El Salvador. August 2025. Photo credit: Mzuriana.


In Spanish, "to give birth" is expressed by "dar luz" - to give light. So beautiful. 

Recently, I listened to an NPR podcast: Hurricane Katrina Had a Silver-Lining for Some: Post-Traumatic Growth

Yeah, yeah, there are all of the cliches, such as "what doesn't kill us makes us stronger," and alas, that unfortunate decision to reference another in the podcast title: "every cloud has a silver lining." (There is truth to these and other cliches, but there is no silver lining for all traumas. "Growth" is quite different from silver linings.)

Thus far, I've experienced three discrete, negative, life-changing events. The first pushed me into deep financial poverty, but I knew - I knew - that this would eventually pass. Furthermore, it was an unavoidable consequence of a responsible decision to exit an untenable situation for me and my very young child. The second event was a heartbreak that felt bottomless in its depths, and which prompted a radical new turn on my life's road.

As profound as these events were, neither was what I would call trauma. And did I experience growth following these two events? Absolutely. With time. And with support of others. 

Note: What I call trauma or not-trauma is only for myself. I do not presume to define trauma for anyone else's lived experiences. Furthermore, trauma is not a comparison game; it's not a perverse competition. 

But the third event - not an event, really, a situation, a process, still ongoing - has been trauma. The nature of this trauma is that I do not have the power to make it stop. I do not have the control to undo the damage already done. I don't even know how widely the harm has been disseminated. 

This post, however, is not about the trauma itself. 

It is how the podcast I listened to hit me in a fresh way that told me I can expel the unhelpful brain loops of trauma and create new pathways - dar luz - toward liberation.

(But I'm ready for my epidural, please!)


Sunday, March 1, 2026

Word of the Year 2026: Light: She Kept the Light on For Me

 

Assortment of Light 1, Maison Bergogne, Narrowsburg, New York. Photo credit: Mzuri
Assortment of Light 1, Maison Bergogne, Narrowsburg, New York. Photo credit: Mzuri

I'm saying "she" kept the light on, but it could be a "he" just as well. I'm saying "for me," but it was "for all." 

I'm a member of a 12-step fellowship. In pre-COVID times, in my annual migrations, one of my first settling-in actions at a new tourist-in-residency was to find my fellowship's local meetings. 

During my tenure in Alamogordo, there was only one meeting.  When I attended it the first time, I found one person there, waiting. 

She came every week. Brought meeting materials. Brought program literature. Unlocked the small conference room. Turned on the light. Straightened the chairs around the table, if needed. 

She turned on that light every week, knowing that she might be the only person there, as this was the reality more often than not.

In the 12-step fellowships, healing balances on a three-legged stool: the physical, the mental/emotional, and the spiritual. 

I had the physical abstinence, and it turned out that she had not yet been able to sustain that. 

But she was light years ahead of me in the other two legs: emotional and spiritual maturity. 

Turning the light on for anyone who might stumble in from the dark, week after week - that is a woman whose inner light shines. 


Friday, October 1, 2021

Word of the Year: Joy 10: Let in Light

 

 

Leaf in light. UTEP campus, El Paso, Texas. March 2017.
Leaf in light. UTEP campus, El Paso, Texas. March 2017.

 

A morning ritual sends a small joy to my soul.

I open the wide slats of my white window blinds, push the blinds up to the window tops, and let in the light of the day. 

My morning ritual also connects me to my mother's morning ritual. She had white, wood window shutters, which she, too, opened each morning, in her bedroom, in her living room, in her dining room, in her tiny kitchen. This daily connection with her pleases me.

Light through Carol's living room windows. January 2011.
Light through Carol's living room windows. January 2011.


Feel the light



Morning light through kitchen window. Ferguson, Missouri. March 2018.
Morning light through kitchen window. Ferguson, Missouri. March 2018.

Morning light in my Rustavi, Georgia (Caucasus) window. July 2011.
Morning light in my Rustavi, Georgia (Caucasus) window. July 2011.

Light through my living room window in Opelousas, Louisiana. March 2015.
Light through my living room window in Opelousas, Louisiana. March 2015.

Light through my El Paso kitchen window. October 2016.
Light through my El Paso kitchen window. October 2016.

Light through my living room windows in Ferguson, Missouri. April 2018.
Light through my living room windows in Ferguson, Missouri. April 2018.

Light through my dining room window in my rooted house. Featuring Princess. May 2007.
Light through the dining room window in my rooted house. Featuring Princess. May 2007.

 

Joys so far this year

Joy 1: Word of the Year: Joy

Joy 2: Music

Joy 3: Surprise Vista

Joy 4: Happy, Joyous, and Free

Joy 5: The Science of Joy, Interrupted

Joy 6: Color

Joy 7: Birdsong

Joy 8: Here and Now, Boys

Joy 9: A Tomato and Onion Sandwich

 

 

Thursday, March 16, 2017

El Paso: UTEP: Gold-in Light


Leaves in light, UTEP, El Paso, Texas. March 2017.


Rose gold, perhaps.

Suffused, infused, enrouged by a liquidy gold light.


Leaves in light, UTEP, El Paso, Texas. March 2017.


Brilliance


Leaves in light, UTEP, El Paso, Texas. March 2017.

Leaves in light, UTEP, El Paso, Texas. March 2017.

Leaves in light, UTEP, El Paso, Texas. March 2017.




Friday, October 7, 2016

Toronto: AGO: The Light




Galleria Italia, AGO, Toronto, Ontario, Canada. June 2016.


Some museums in Toronto offer free admission on certain days and times. The Art Gallery of Ontario (AGO) is one of those museums, and Sandy and I took advantage one evening, early. We followed a guided tour that covered the museum highlights.


When we walked through the Galleria Italia, I gasped.

Galleria Italia, AGO, Toronto, Ontario, Canada. June 2016.


Galleria Italia, AGO, Toronto, Ontario, Canada. June 2016.


Galleria Italia, AGO, Toronto, Ontario, Canada. June 2016.


Galleria Italia, AGO, Toronto, Ontario, Canada. June 2016.


Galleria Italia, AGO, Toronto, Ontario, Canada. June 2016.


The best work of art in the entire museum, made all the better because your body and its shadow become part of the installation when you walk through it, sit in it, stand in it.

I had to know - who designed this magical ship of light and lines, the Galleria Italia?

I learned it was architect Frank Gehry.

Heheheheh, more on that gentleman later.





Monday, September 26, 2016

Toronto: Architecture: Shadows and Light


Toronto, Ontario, Canada. June 2016.


I find Toronto's tall, generic, blue, modern buildings dull, dull, dull. But interplays of shadows and light somehow make things better.


Old City Hall, Toronto, Ontario, Canada. June 2016.

Toronto, Ontario, Canada. June 2016.


Old City Hall, Toronto, Ontario, Canada. June 2016.

Heheheh, I like the incongruity of the Dairy King truck in front of the staid Old City Hall



Sunday, December 8, 2013

Lafayette: Oil Center: Lights


Sad to say, the annual Festival of Lights at the Oil Center was a bust. Rainy, cold, wet. Hardly anyone was there. A business owner told me that usually the little business district is packed full of people at this festival, enjoying live music, pics with Santa, window shopping, eating, and drinking.

But at Mixology, an art gallery, there were three spaces filled with light, gilded with color.


Mixology, Oil Center, Lafayette, Louisiana


Mixology, Oil Center, Lafayette, Louisiana


Mixology, Oil Center, Lafayette, Louisiana


It was a sunny place to be on a dreary night.

Sunday, December 1, 2013

Rootless: Finding the Light

Bananas in light, St. Louis, Missouri



Whenever I enter my new apartment in Lafayette, I feel good. It’s a petite package. Feels cozy.

Truthfully, it’s also a little homely with its mishmash of salvaged floor surfaces, groaningly-ugly cabinet pulls, and how the sheet-metal back of the stove’s control panel faces the living area. I don’t care about these imperfections.

Lights in slats, Jefferson City, Missouri
There’s a big problem, though. No light. This is a function of the direction my windows face and the width of the eaves over my windows. It doesn’t help that several walls are chocolate brown, which would be lovely in many circumstances, but not this one.



I imagine the lack of sunlight in my Lafayette apartment will be a boon in the hot and humid summertime, but for everyday habitat, something must be done.












It reminds me of that hotel room I had in Lalibela, Ethiopia, in which town I had a major meltdown that distressed the city fathers. An excerpt of what happened after a gruelingly emotional day:
I went to my room, to my dark, depressing room, and discovered it hadn't been cleaned. Returned to the reception lobby, discovered that the custom is to turn in my key when I leave the hotel, so the staff know to clean it. Oh! Then I said, really, I need a different room. It is just too depressing. The assistant manager accompanied me back to my room. When we entered, he moved to turn on the light and I exclaimed, "The light is already on!" I said, "This is the room you give to someone who no longer has the will to live!"

It was not one of my finest moments.

Lamp glow, Warrenton, Missouri

 So I’ve got to gather some light.

Strategies I’ve implemented:

  • Before I go to bed, I open the curtain in the living room so when I awaken in the morning, I actually know it’s daylight outside. Seriously.
  • Open the bedroom blinds during the day so a little light can reach in.
  • Unscrew all the bulbs in the bedroom’s ceiling fixture except for one, and keep it on when I’m home.
  • Also keep one of the kitchen fixture lights on when I’m home. The kitchen is open to the living area.
  • Open the front door for maximum sunlight during the day.
  • Propped my full-length mirror against one of the brown walls in the bedroom so it can catch as much reflected light from the living area as possible. 
  • Moved my office set-up so I am looking toward the door and window instead of where I had it originally, where I was facing toward the interior of my apartment (and the window at my side). 

Strategies I will execute soon:

  • Work outside on the veranda regularly, weather permitting, so I can actually experience sun reaching my skin when I prop my feet against the balcony rail. Not to mention see the sunlight.
  • If I can swing it, I’ll pick up a work table and chair that are tall so I’m level with the living room window. In other words, my head and torso will be above the windowsill.

I've had to gather light before. 

When I first arrived in Rustavi, (Caucasus) Georgia, I lived on the 4th floor of a grim tenement building. The color and warmth of the people within this building countered the depressing exterior of my building and its neighbors, but that wasn't my first visceral experience.

I had envisioned a "hills are alive" postcard view of  Georgia and what I had before me was something I imagined a city in Siberia to look like at the height of the Soviet regime, only hot.


To make this work, I had to find the beauty in my surroundings, and so began a series of The Building Behind Me. 




#30

Monday, September 9, 2013

Montezuma, New Mexico, Part 1: Light


Come, sit, join us. Dwan Light Sanctuary,  New Mexico.


I visited Montezuma a few years ago, then again a few weekends ago, this time with one of my sisters. Albeit tiny, Montezuma is kinda famous for three discrete attractions:
There is also, incredibly, an abandoned ice rink that people use now as an ersatz swimming hole. A guy in an RV seems to live alongside this spot.


The Dwan Light Sanctuary


In pictures.

Dwan Light Sanctuary,  New Mexico.

Dwan Light Sanctuary,  New Mexico.


Dwan Light Sanctuary,  New Mexico.


And a slide show that shows both 2013 and 2007 photos below:


Dwan Light Sanctuary