Following the Light

— A Seasonal Reflection —

There is a particular moment that arrives every summer.

Not at the beginning of the season, but somewhere in between.

A morning when the windows have been open all night. When sunlight reaches a corner of the room it hasn't touched for months. When coffee tastes somehow better outdoors. When, without quite knowing why, you decide to take the longer route home.

Nothing has changed.

And yet everything feels different.

Perhaps this is why we are naturally drawn to light.

Not only the light that pours through open windows or stretches across a Mediterranean coastline, but the lightness we feel when something is right.

A place that feels like home.

A conversation that leaves us energised.

A book we cannot stop thinking about.

A morning ritual we return to again and again.

Continue through the "inner compass" section.