It's been a big month:  Rosh Hashanah, Yom Kippur, Halloween, Reformation Day, and more.  But as we mark the passage of October into November, we have occasion to think about another big day:  Diwali.  It is a holiday sacred to over a billion Hindus around the world:  a joyous occasion.  Diwali is known as the festival of lights, the lights of color, brilliance, enlightenment, and happiness:  all that which enters into the mystery and wonder of life and the God who gives it.

    It's apt.  Unless we celebrate life in the framework of higher purpose, its lights becomes little more than momentary confluences and coalescences of dust and plasma, things in which we have found ourselves, raw and unknown, and told we must live.

    

    Enjoy life, enjoy its lights.  Be happy for it.  And rejoice in the fact of purpose, the purpose of a creator.  Light won't shine long in a forgotten universe.

    By the way, I'll be traveling for a few weeks leading up to Thanksgiving and will not be posting of a while.  Thanks for reading and see you soon!