Chasing the Light

You were born into a strange world,

Like a candle, you were meant to share the fire.

I don’t know where we come from, and I don’t know where we go.

But my arms were made to hold you, so I will never let you go.

Cuz you were born to change this life.

You were born to chase the light.

You were born…


Cloud Cult


On Saturday we went to the winter edition of the Cape Town Folk and Acoustic Music Festival. It was a magic evening; I felt so privileged to experience the music and the passion of the musicians themselves. It was clear that this was not just a performance. Each one sang and played with their whole heart and mind, with obvious delight in their craft.

I often find myself moved by art and music. A couple of years ago I had the privilege of viewing the art of Rembrandt at the Rijks Museum in Amsterdam. Tears flowed as I stood in front of The Jewish Bride. I was overwhelmed at the thought that Rembrandt himself had worked on the painting in front of me, that each brushstroke and carefully chosen colour had flowed from his imagination onto the canvas. I know as a writer that whatever you put onto the page: a word, a picture or a series of notes, is in some sense a piece of yourself, that you risk vulnerability every time you open your heart and give expression to what you find inside.

Any creative act is an invitation to some kind of relationship, even if it is just with yourself. As I write I am challenged to explore more deeply my own experiences and responses to them. In sharing that, I am inviting you to explore along with me. When I watch a musician play, I feel that in some way they are welcoming me into their life, to see the world through their eyes. Sometimes this changes me, changes the way I see the world.

A few months ago I listened to this podcast, an interview with Craig Minowa, the lead singer of Cloud Cult. In it he speaks of the way the audience connects with them as they play. In sharing himself with people through his performances, he creates a space in which people feel that their own struggles and joys can be embraced and acknowledged. It’s well worth taking the time to listen. (You can find a video of Cloud Cult, performing the song I have quoted above, here.)

I love the idea that we are like candles, so here’s to a week of looking for opportunities to ‘share the fire’.



One thought on “Chasing the Light

  1. Love the words of the song .. the image of being a candle is such a powerful one because sharing the flame takes nothing away from the original flame – it is certainly more evocative than the image of an electric light.

    In my women’s group that meets about every 6 weeks we have an opening ritual of each lighting a candle as we check in with a word or sentence that captures what we are feeling in that moment. I love watching each candle being lit – of us moving from the chatter of arrival to the silence of listening internally to how we are feeling – finding those words that best capture the inevitable mix of thoughts and tugs and pulls of life and then from that silence listening to each woman check in with the words that reflect her world. And then bliss – as for the rest of our evening we delve deeper into our stories, dilemmas, hopes, joys, find the intersections and the divergences of our stories. And all the while the circle of candles flicker, warm and bear witness to our words.

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