Day after day we are met by the same silent awareness in the sunlight and the sudden wind—in the fragrance of jasmine and water trickling slowly over rock beds in small streams. Draw closer. Everything is robed in light, and dawn is the beckoning. Endless memories and projections pass as reality for many years, and then one day the light comes to steal our hearts.
—from the book Stars at Night: When Darkness Unfolds as Night
by Paula D’Arcy
