All messengers of the Light reveal to us that the human being carries a spark of the eternal Light within him. Jesus called it the kingdom of God within you; oriental philosophy speaks of the jewel in the lotus; the Rosicrucians speak of the spirit-spark atom, the primordial atom or the rose of the heart. The theosophists characteristically call it the last remnant of the once divine human being.
Poetry as a cemetery. A cemetery of faces, hands, gestures. A cemetery of clouds, colors of the sky, a graveyard of winds, branches, jasmine (the jasmine from Swidnik), the statue of a saint from Marseilles, a single poplar over the Black Sea, a graveyard of moments and hours, burnt offerings of words. Eternal rest be yours in words, eternal rest, eternal light of recollection.
Anna Kamienska, Industrious Amazement : A Notebook
Because He respects your agency, Father in Heaven will never force you to pray to Him. But as you exercise that agency and include Him in every aspect of your daily life, your heart will begin to fill with peace, buoyant peace. That peace will focus an eternal light on your struggles. It will help you to manage those challenges from an eternal perspective.
It seems to me that people tend to portray Hufflepuff as the house of sweetness-and-light. Hufflepuffs are eternally kind and caring and bake cookies for everyone. They bend over backwards to make everyone happy. They abhor violence and strife and value hard work for the sake of working hard. They are precious cinnamon rolls, too pure for this world.
That’s all well and good, but I want more nuance. Hufflepuff is the house that has canonically turned out the fewest dark wizards, but I don’t think it’s accurate to depict Hufflepuff as nothing but the cinnamon roll house.
Give me Hufflepuffs who despise hard work but do it anyway because somebody has to get everything done.
Give me Hufflepuffs who don’t trust easily and make you earn their loyalty, but will bring the world to its knees to avenge their loved ones.
Give me Hufflepuffs who are polite to strangers but will destroy somebody when they are wronged.
Give me Hufflepuffs who are the most caring people on the planet, but only to those who have proven themselves trustworthy beyond a doubt.
Give me Hufflepuffs who come off as coldhearted and mean because they show their soft side only to those who make them feel safe and loved in turn.
Give me stale cinnamon rolls whose loyalty is near impossible to earn, but who give absolutely everything to their chosen family.
And you know what? I want to see Hufflepuff villains, too.
Give me Hufflepuff villains who guard their loyalty so closely that they are horrifically cruel to everyone they don’t feel has earned it.
Give me Hufflepuff villains who are loyal to the bone and work themselves half to death, but for all the wrong causes.
Give me Hufflepuff villains who treat their inner circle like royalty, but who don’t care who else lives or dies.
Give me Hufflepuff villains who are vindictive and awful to those they see as lazy underlings.