Back in August 2024, I remember going on a walk during the evening. I was walking westward to my church, with the setting sun in front of me. As I was walking, I couldn't help but smirk at the potentially profound action that I was participating in.
Not only was I walking into the sunset, the classic last action found in many action stories, but at the end of this sunset was a church. Like a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow - a church at the end of a sunset. Only I wasn't in a fairy tale, I was just taking a walk.
As I walked the thought emerged - I was walking towards the light.
It was an interesting thought because it wasn't a Sunday, there was no church going on, I was simply walking to the church because my parents were there and had requested my help. That said, the thought was that the church is a light in our day and age.
There I was, walking towards two lights - one symbolic the other tangible. The church, as a building, the symbol of the Light whereas the sun an actual physical light in our universe.
I was walking to where the two would meet.
To me, this was profound.
I felt it in that moment.
From where I was standing the perception was just right to see it. Like a still pond reflecting the sky - the symbol of the church was reflecting the reality of the sunset.
And there it was - a profound thought made manifest.
I was walking to the place where the two would meet. The place where the transcendent and physical would touch.
I was walking to the church.
Although it was just a simple walk, I have been meditating on it ever since.
What does it mean?
Is there any meaning in it?
I'm still deciphering it.Â
I may never really figure it out.
But as of right now my current conclusion is this. . .
I was walking into. . .
The Last Light of day.