
THE BREATH OF LIGHT
Light does not only bend. It breathes. Consciously.
In 1976, a man stood in a room and chose to light a candle. The room had darkness in it. The candle had a wick, a body of wax, and the capacity to burn. He brought the match. The flame that appeared was the meeting of all four — the wick, the wax, the oxygen, and the act of choosing. Samuel R. Harris was a chemist. He knew that combustion is a continuous conversation between materials. He offered the same thing to his community: the act of choosing to begin. The light followed.
"Light does not announce itself. It reveals everything else. The candle in 1976 is still burning in every room it ever entered."




