I Am the Lighthouse
Not the captain, ship, nor navigator

Most days, I bask in the warmth of the sun on the water’s edge — miles and miles of dark blue seas and sky blue horizons. I am present for every sunrise, sunset, and star fall. My existence is constant. Like that of the moon, stars, and sun; Present, whether the human eye can see them. It is just understood, I will be there. So I spend each day standing tall, representing hope and faith, beyond the rocky edges.
I am ever-present for the dance between Mother Nature and Father Time. The magnificent wonder of each day, each hour, each moment. Everchanging, yet I am the balance point. The grounded, sturdy existence of light. The knowing that we are all connected, especially within ourselves.
In times of darkness or stormy weather of this earthly realm, I can shine a beacon of light for each captain, sailor, ship, or navigator that may not see the shore. In the deep recesses, they can trust and depend on the hope of a path to safety, and the solidity of the beach revealed soon through the clouds. That is pure faith.
Marianne Williamson said, “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not the darkness that most frighten us. Ask yourself, Who am I to be a brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous beacon of light.”
But truthfully, who are you not to be all that and more.
Ancient lighthouses, constructed as navigational tools to assist in the dangers hidden in shallow waters. Things like underlying rocks that could destroy the ships. One of the first lighthouses, the Lighthouse of Alexandria, was located between the Great Harbor and the whimsical Harbor of Fortunate Return. It later became one of the seven wonders of the world. It stood tall for over 1600 years and left a lasting legacy. Isn’t that what we all secretly long to do. Leave a legacy. Never forget, you might be the lighthouse for someone elses’ storm by your simple existence. Unfortunately, in our vast skies and never-ending oceans, we often cannot see beneath the surface of what is right in front of us.
The history and purpose remind me of the second universal law — the law of correspondence.
As above, So below;
As within, So without;
As the universe, So the soul.
(Hermes Trismegistus
We are all here to discover our balance within greatness and our fortunate return. Through our correspondence and communication, each of us has the power to create change- with a beacon of hope.
Leave me a comment. Be part of the conversation and share how you are a beacon of hope.





