There is a Light....

In the velvet darkness, 
Of the blackest night, 
Burning bright, 
There's a guiding star. 
No matter what or who you are.
Janet from "Rocky Horror Picture Show"

Okay, you got me!  I used (am) a Rocky Horror Picture Show

fan.  I remember the first time I was privy to my first viewing, there I was naive Baptist girl from the town with the flashing light at the four way stop--mouth open--shocked at the viewing of a "sweet transvestite".  We were stuck on campus and not much to do on a Saturday night (you know Baptist Theology in ones bones can keep a girl on the straight and narrow for a long time)....so we walked a mile or so down the road to an old theater that showed this particular movie on every Saturday night at midnight.  After our first venture, my fellow naive friends and I were hooked.  For me, Rocky Horror Picture show taught me lots about the world and other people and if I think about it now--broadened my own view of the wonder of Creation--diverse, unusual and wonderful.

Rocky Horror is full of laughter, dancing and embedded with theological glimmers like no other.  I still enjoy watching and yes, this Big Sexy Hot Mama can still do a mean time warp!!! I do think it is probably the only dance I can do and stay on a somewhat natural beat!!!  

At the end of the movie, the Rocky Horror World is unwinding and suddenly in the midst of horror and fear and in the midst of "unknowing and untold" event unraveling, one of characters, Janet, breaks into song,

 "In the velvet darkness, 

Of the blackest night, 

Burning bright, 

There's a guiding star. 

No matter what or who you are."

And suddenly in the midst of a dark movie theater,the lines from the song flip to , 

"there's a light"

in the midst of strangers and friends, lights begin to flicker all over the place, moving and swirling Bic lighters sway to the sound of the music and yes I will swear to you--every single time this part of the movie still comes around, I find myself filled with a bit of hope and little goose bumps running up and down my arms in an electric kind of way..

Our journey takes us on pathways, up mountains, down byways, around hidden corners where we think we might just get slung out into the universe.  It is full of bumps, rough patches, desert landings where we become so parched we think we might not make it.   We sometimes find ourselves 

moving into thick forest and into caverns so dark and scary we become frozen--afraid to move forward because we can't see and afraid to go back---cause--who wants to go back.

The wonder of it all is this.........no matter where I have been

somehow, someway, people, different people along the way 

have flicked a Bic, switched on a light, held up a torch, beckoning me to move on forward...

"The darkness must go down the river of night's dreaming. 

Flow morphia slow, let the sun and light come streaming 

Into my life. Into my life... "

Light

it comes

in the midst of our darkest night

glimmering

beckoning

come on it says...come on...

...

just a bit more

...

one more toe forward

....

There is a light

a light for all of us

in you,

in me,

over there,

can't you see?

There is a light

and

I am thankful this morning

for a glimmer!

Blessings to all of you 

this Wednesday morning!

there is a light

There's a guiding star. 

No matter what or who you are.

The Radical Rambler