From the moment when I strike a match, candle lighting is a relaxing process for me. I always notice this, but particularly during this falling into winter season. Days growing shorter, nights longer, cooler, and darker, does take some getting used to. Once I do though, I look forward to the shift from golden hour to the dark sky.
My home growing darker reminds me to light a candle. For me it is a moment of reflection; a pause, a moment to strike a match, touch it to the candle wick, wait for it to light, then see the candle light begin. As the fragrance begins to emanate through the room, the light flickering and dancing throughout the room, I feel a sense of renewed calm and purpose.
During the fall and winter months, many "Festivals of Lights" are celebrated. From Diwali to Hanukkah, St. Lucia's Day, Las Posadas, and Kwanzaa. These celebrations remind us to welcome the new season. We honor, reflect, pause and celebrate while we light the candles. Outside people decorate their home with lights and decorations to honor their traditions.
One common thread amidst all these celebrations of light is that we are looking for the light in the darkness and then celebrating that light.