Recently I stumbled across these stunning photographs of fireflies by Katrien Vermeire. When it comes to religion, my thoughts are blurry at best. I have said that kindness is my religion and that I am in love with every church and mosque and temple. But the truth is that I really haven’t got it figured out, not even close. What I do know, however, is that when I see images like this—whether in nature or in photographs—something catches in my throat. My heart stops for a moment. And this feeling comes over me. This feeling that—yes—there is something more. I don’t know what it is. But I can feel it. Like magic.

fireflies | evolutionyou.net

fireflies | evolutionyou.net

fireflies | evolutionyou.net

fireflies | evolutionyou.net

Photographs ©Katriene Vermeire

2 thoughts on “firefly magic: musings on religion”

  1. Some times the camera-filters–coupled with our attentiveness–seem to bring out some of divine whispers. If there is something I know about God, it’s that he refuses to shout. In fact everything except silence in nature [or a sacred space] is somehow lost in translation. 

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