I walked down the hall into the darkened bathroom the other morning. More than an hour before pre-dawn.

Not so faint light was streaming in through the window’s clouded glass. The moment buoyed me so, I took a picture in effort to capture the magic.

Then the thought struck me. Like the light shining through in tue darkness, so too I seek, I need something to light the way through the darkness of anxiety I start with each day.

Anxiety is my first alarm clock most mornings. Work or weekend, it’s often the same. Things to do, things I wish I could undo (not as much), how will it ever all come together.

And so prayer and mantra are how I go through that first period of the day. Seeking relief, seeking light in the darkness.

Most often I find it pretty quickly. Thank God.