There is a time between the light and dark of day where if you look closely all things appear to be possible. It is the location in life where the ghosts of daily accomplishments and future possibilities meet.
Did the light of day provide something that was worthwhile to contemplate? Or were the seeds planted that are going to flourish into the bountiful harvest of tomorrow?
These are the thoughts that arrive in the gloaming, as the day resigns its light and accepts the inevitable cover of the night.
Just as the case with everyone’s life, each day provides an opportunity for creating whatever we choose. We are born at the dawn, and as the life unfolds for however long our day will last, we create, experience and love those things we create. The morning is ever hopeful, as light dances on the soft water, so do our dreams and hopes move. we see few limits and move confidently through this time.
Sometimes there are clouds or at least cloudy experiences that darken the sky. Many are just temporary, passing from the sun and memory as quickly as the wind can push them away. Others stay with us like a part of our being throughout our day, an almost permanent black cloud. The morning, by and large, is a great time of innocence and possibilities. Sometimes it is the greatest part of the day. The hope has not been diminished by the realities of the day.
Afternoon Of Realization
The morning will only last so long and it is followed by the midday and the afternoon. It is during this time that much is accomplished. You have the energy and knowledge you have built up through the beginning of your day and now here you are putting things you learned into practice. Moving with the experience gained, we march confidently from task to task, applying our knowing purpose to both professional and personal experiences.
It is only as the shadows of the afternoon get long that we start to see that we might not have known so much after all. Some of our best-laid plans made earlier in the day, showing so much promise, have crumbled around our heads and threaten to destroy us. It is like an illusion has existed and was suddenly wiped away leaving something strange in its place. The truth. These shadows of the afternoon are disheartening and intimidating and either you will recognize them as mere shadows of fear, and move forward with your plans. Or you are going to hide from them with your head in the sand, remembering the good safe times of morning and dreaming of returning to safety. It is not possible, but the mind is full of illusions.
As we move through the evening, there is no longer any fooling ourselves, the day is going to end eventually. It doesn’t matter what you do, where you go, or how you act, the day is going to end, permanently. It is a time for reflection and understanding, and to pass along all the valuable lessons that the day has taught.
Some are fearful their behavior is going to come back to haunt them in the coming darkness. Others are accepting of the inevitability of the end of the day and their part in it. It is best not to regret the memory of the day because whatever has transpired is still, in its own way, fantastic and magical.
There will be no other like it ever again and your part in the activities, no matter how minuscule you may think them, have been as vital to the flowing of events as each drop of water melted from snow, make the rushing river possible, and allow them to weave their way over land and create the mighty ocean. Your part is significant and the reality of all things would be different if you didn’t play your part in the day.
The Gloaming Comes
As you move from the end of the day to the blanket of darkness that is night, there is a final moment of reflection and appreciation. It is a seemingly magical image in time where there is a glimmer of what the day has wrought. Memories of the people and events that colored your life dance together both thrilling and haunting you simultaneously. As you look into the sky, you see a record of events, but not written in stone. That is the magic of the gloaming I think, that the events you remember are only shadows of reality and may be playing out differently in some other dimension or time.
It is senseless to fear the gloaming of the day because it is merely a mirror image of your own creation. Let the night come, it is not an ending. It is only a start of a different time of perceived darkness. As we know, though, the night is not really dark, there are starlight and moonlight available to guide you. It is a shadow day, but nothing to be feared. The gloaming of the day is merely the doorway into another world. An inevitable journey that we all are going to take at the end of our day.
Get your rest, because tomorrow will bring a new tapestry to be woven and a new landscape of possibility.