The Gentle Caress of Light

There’s a certain warmth that spreads through my very being whenever I channel the Holy Light. It’s as if each ray carries not just illumination, but a tender touch that soothes my soul. I’ve spent countless hours in meditation, allowing this divine energy to flow through me, and with each passing moment, I feel my connection to it deepening. It’s hard to describe Anonymous, but imagine the softest summer breeze on your skin or the comfort of being wrapped in a warm embrace - that’s what the power of light feels like to me.

This sensation is especially potent during our sacred rituals. As I raise my hands and call upon the Holy Light, its radiance envelops me, filling every fiber of my being with an unshakeable sense of peace. The world outside might be chaotic, but in those moments, nothing else matters except for this beautiful bond between me and the light. Sometimes, when I’m alone in my chambers at night, I’ll softly chant the prayers of our order just to feel this gentle caress once more. It never fails to bring a smile to my face and tranquility to my heart.

I’ve often wondered if others can sense this too - not just members of our order, but anyone who allows themselves to be open to the light’s loving touch. Do they feel it when sunlight filters through leaves on a forest path? Or perhaps when candles are lit during quiet evenings at home? The Holy Light isn’t exclusive to us; it permeates all existence. And yet… there’s something special about dedicating one’s life to its service. Maybe it’s because we learn to appreciate its subtle warmth in ways others might overlook. Whatever the reason, I’m grateful for this gift that fills me with joy daily.