The light coming through curtains quite often makes a picture here and there, thanks to our chum pareidolia, and today I saw a stag that made me think of the protective patronus in Harry Potter. IT is an interesting barometer of our inner state, what we “choose” to see in the light and shadows around us. If we are feeling fearful, the patterns can seem threatening, if we are peaceful, there might be a dove or a butterfly. The subconscious always affects our seeing, and this is another thing we need to be aware of when practising contemplation.
text and photo © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017
I was despairing of a number of things in prayer yesterday, and before I’d sat up I found God asking how I’d feel if he came and sat next to me dressed as a Dementor from J.K.Rowling’s wonderful books. I knew he was both coming alongside me in my despair, and good-naturedly ribbing me at the same time. God cannot look like despair, and always encourages us to hope. But he knew I didn’t feel that way.
Yet when I did sit up, I saw a shape in the light shining through the curtains that reminded me of a stag patronus, and it made me smile. My contemplative heart is still able to see with the eyes of hope, even when my mind and emotions struggle to do so.
Photo and text © Keren Dibbens-Wyatt 2017