The period of partial darkness between sunset and nightfall.
That soft in-between hour where the day begins to loosen its hold, and the night has not quite arrived.
This week, we are reflecting on what life is still offering us.
Crepuscule feels like a beautiful word for that.
Because life does not only offer itself in bright, obvious moments. Sometimes it offers itself in the half-light. In the quiet space between what has ended and what has not yet begun.
Not everything has to be fully illuminated to be meaningful.
Sometimes the gift is the glow that remains.