Sunday, November 21, 2010

365 Days, Day 167

Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared (Buddha - Hindu Prince Gautama Siddharta, the founder of Buddhism, 563-483 B.C.)

Just as a candle cannot burn without fire, men cannot live without a spiritual life (Buddha)

You know you're getting old when you get that one candle on the cake. It's like, "See if you can blow this out!” (Jerry Seinfeld)

When we visited Miami, Florida, the first time, I remember being enthralled by the aromas of scented candles. Smell was being toyed with and captured in candles back in 1994. It was absolutely delightful. Today I am still enchanted by fragranced candles. I spend ages picking up each flavour and sniffing. We light our fragranced candles all the time.

Some of my Reiki sessions with Ariél have lit candles to enhance a relaxed feeling. Though I probably don’t need that extra touch with Ariél, as she falls asleep anyway. Today during the Reiki session Lily was bounding about on the bed, then she leapt off dashed off to Tom and barked and 'spoke' to him for a bit. Tik-tik-tik – she was back on the bed with Ariél attacking a slipper, then suddenly climbed onto Ariél’s legs and fell fast asleep. She probably gets more indirect Reiki than any other dog around!

During the many hours of power cuts that we had in South Africa, we made use of candles. A memorable occasion was when Kyle and Roarke were trying to finish off a Matric art project for the next day and the power went out. Candles were lit and we worked in the dining room, Ariél and I helping to paste in. Kyle was working with sewing patterns as a background on each of his pages. The wispy paper somehow flicked the candle flame. The flame shot across the sheet of pattern paper. I grabbed it and threw it on the tiles and started stamping on it and shouting “oooh oooh oooh!” Panic-mode!

We have it on video! Roarke and Kyle at one of their many Birthdays blowing out their candles. It’s Kyle’s turn to be sung to – he just sits there and smiles happily. Then it’s Roarke’s turn: he sits there, smiles… then realises the power he holds in his hands! The minions are singing to him! He does a flick of the head and becomes this imperious little emperor observing his followers singing to him. He is so cute!

Candles are magic, their light completely changes the mood of a space for me. I am beguiled by romantic candlelight dinners; I am relaxed and calmed in a room of flickering candles; a candlelit bath with rose petals in the water and relaxing music playing softly is a little piece of heaven for me [I miss my blue bath…]

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