Here in the West, spring brings people outdoors from the cold and into the warmth. The sun, symbolised by the God Ra in ancient Egypt, lures people out of their comfort zones and into the light. Our association with light is no rocket science. Light is a part of us, as is darkness. In my home country, where sun blasts almost unforgivingly through dry season and less so during the rainy season, people have different inclinations. Heat, hotness, damp, humid is a part of everyday, so instead of looking for sun, they look for cold, artificial ones operated through air conditioning.

No matter the inclination, our tendencies for light is unbecoming. In the Northern part of the hemisphere, people go out to the park, soaking the sun that has been hiding through the winter months. In the summer, people look the most happy; it is as if their whole beings are illuminated. In the Southern hemisphere, depite the constant humid and heat, people bask under the sun. No matter the heat, there is something about the sun that lures parts of us, the parts that often hidden inside either through the seasons or circumstances.

We are all bundles of energy. We are made of protons and electrons, the same things that made the universe’s trees, animals, and fabrics. This energy, parts, lights, and darkness require maintenance. Going outside, basking under the sun, playing, meditating, reminiscing, or just staring at the light is gratifying. It is in our ancestral make-up that we, as a species, are thirsty for light.

Have you greeted the sun today?

I did.