“In the midst of shadow and pain His light leads the way. We need to focus on the light, not the shadow.”

“The shadows were daunted only by the light that encircled Tom. They screeched their howling revolt into the night air, but no matter how many, or how loud and shrill their cries, the light could not be dimmed.”

“I looked out into the dead garden. Against the fading light, my shadow hovered in the glass, looking into the dead room. What did she make of us? I wondered. What did she think of our attempts to persuade ourselves that this was life and that we were really living it?”

“There are no shadows in darkness. Shadows are created by light, and only exist in the presence of light. Refusing to acknowledge our shadow leads us to deny the presence of light in us.”

“A life like an intricately woven basket, frayed, worn, broken, unraveled, reworked, reknit from many of its original pieces... Life can survive in the constant shadow of illness, and even rise to moments of rampant joy, but the shadow remains, and one has to make space for it.”

“Maybe if we focused on being light & less on the dark, we might actually see things change.”

“In all circumstances, I always look for the light and build around it, with little memory of pain.”