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When I look at a candle I see pure beauty.
From the stem to the fire there is everything so genuine, so calming about it.
When I look at the stem it’s dark, black.
From this darkness there arises a light of fire, lightness.
If you get to close to the light it will burn you.
This is because the light isn’t meant for touch, but for feel, recognition, enchantment.
I love candles because from the dark rooted place stuck in the wax, the past, there comes light.
Light to gently melt that wax, melt the past, to make room for more light, more forgiveness and acceptance.
With the work of both light and dark this entryway is created.
In between the root and fire there is hope. Hope for seeing the beauty within your past,
And your self.
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