Fumbling around in the dark last saturday night as I tried to get ready to go out, I was reminded to slow down. Holding the one candle I could find, I stood on tiptoes in front of the mirror trying to see how my outfit had come together. Rummaging through a pile of black clothes in the darkness, looking for one specific black cardigan, I stopped to realise the darkness. The stillness (aside from the thumping music of the party going on next door!) and the beauty of this new perspective. I think I'll have a candlelit evening sometime again soon.