“It is impossible for light not to get noticed,
especially in the dark.”
Several Christmases ago, among other things, my daughter gave me a salt lamp. Since that time, the lamp has glowed 24/7. I never switch it off. I have had to change the bulb on occasion, but that was the only short time it hasn’t glowed in my living room.
With the door open into the living room, it is a reminder during the night, that tomorrow will come and with it, the light.
But on arriving home on March 21 from my brief dog-sitting stay at my son’s house, I found my lamp was off. Unfortunately, this coincided with day one of the imposed lockdown of seniors here in New Zealand. Added to that, the electrical supplier is open only until mid-day on Saturday, so my lamp has to remain off until such time as I can purchase a bulb.
And now my thoughts trundle around and I think this will be my totem. Once the pandemic is under control, and life returns to some kind of ‘normalcy’, my lamp will glow brightly once again with a new bulb
And then I remember the wartime song, bringing hope and lightness into the very darkest days of World War Two.
“When the lights go on again all over the world
A kiss won’t mean “goodbye” but “hello to love”
When the lights go on again all over the world
And the ships will sail again all over the world
Then we’ll have time for things like wedding rings
and free hearts will sing
When the lights go on again all over the world.”
And for those of you who are not even nearly as old as me, here’s the link to Dame Vera
singing this song during the war. Perhaps it can bring hope to us during this dark time when there is so little to celebrate.
Meantime my lamp will stand as a reminder that there are ways and means to lighten the darkness.
“The most precious light is the one that
visits you in your darkest hour!”