The Pathway to the Yellow Light

A Pathway to the Yellow Light

She’s calling me in

Beckoning me with her enchanting light

Shimmering, pulsating, morphing & moving

 

There’s a warmth within her

The warmth of being held

It moves its shimmers through me

Engulfing me in her lovely light

 

There’s no fear within her

No manipulation in her mesmerizations

It’s pure she whispers to me

As pure as pure as light

 

 

Art: Zoe Langman

This is the third of the meditations on color and the poem that flows through me afterward. I can’t tell you what a beautiful feeling it is to meditate on yellow. It really was as described in the poem. A warm light. I actually spilled tears of happiness, as it truly felt like I was being held with love and care. A truly amazing feeling.

 

I’m Zoe Langman, a 45-year-old welsh Nomad. On December 19th, 2017, I packed up my flat, put all my essentials into a suitcase, and started my Nomadic Journey. I don't think it's ever too late to reinvent or redesign your life.