It has turned out to be a beautiful train of thought, because I have started to think of all the people I know who glow like this. There are quite a few. One I remember from my childhood. Whenever she met my sister and me in the town where we grew up, she would bathe us in her glow of love and compassion. She always had encouraging things to say, a cuddle and a gift; there was always a gift. What I remember though is her glow. It came from within and bathed us all so that even now, decades later, I feel its warmth. It is a touching memory.
Compassion for myself, cutting myself some slack, has been my 'theme' this past week and I've been horrible to live with as I try to take my less than compassionate self on board! The gorgeous autumn trees and the people they symbolise have reminded me it is simply about love.
I'm going to save hope and encouragement for a future post. My yoga mat calls.
All photos © Andrew Holman.