Team Light

"Every moment of light and dark is a miracle."

-Walt Whitman

During Christmas day mass, the priest discussed an idea of light vs. dark. He theorized and pondered why people weigh darker times so much more greatly than the happier times, the light.

I used to forbid myself from ever looking back, and allowed myself to encompass my present alone. I used my past as a threat, a machine gun, and constantly wondered how anyone could enjoy looking back or desire to look back. And then I thought of archaeologist, a person who concentrates on humanity based on recollections from the past. If one could study humanity based on the past, then maybe looking back must have some sort of beneficial factors.

Like an archaeologist, I dissected items from humanity, my humanity. I reminisced over my old guitars, my old journal, even gifts and more from people who have fallen in and out of my life. Looking back made me see that even in the darkest times, you can find light. Light can be seen even in a broken circle, not everything has to be complete and secure in order to be a joyous occasion. Even within the heartbreak, the friends that fell in and out, the trust given and broken, the promises made and not fulfilled, even in the darkest times you can find light. Because like an archaeologist, looking back made me realize and remember that past all the bitter dark memories, at one point, I was happy.

At one point, there was light.