What is light?
Here is what I got.
I was shown my cupped hands, and my spirit-self pouring its energy down into them and from them into my body. I meditate near a rippling stream, so the sound effects assisted this vision beautifully. I directed the flow to my third eye, then to my throat and heart and on down. And then I felt this clear message:
You don’t have to channel it. You ARE it. I am it.
I am spirit. I am Source. I am light.
The song, I Am Light by India Arie came to me and I listened in my mind as clearly as I could have listened on my iPhone. I’m linking below. Go ahead, play it. I’ll wait. It’s a couple minutes of absolute bliss and it’s important to give ourselves those.
Metaphor?
For the first time I wondered, what if that’s not a metaphor? What if it’s literal? What if the soul is made up of photons of light?
Science says a single photon can exist in mutiple locations at the same time, and in multiple forms. Light is not bound, it is free. What if our physical apparatus, our body, is designed by the light as an extension of the light and a container for the light, and an outward physical expression of the light within?