Intentional Light — The Christmas Window
- Jo Landolfo
- Dec 26, 2025
- 2 min read
I was driving past houses dressed up for Christmas.
The kind with soft yellow light spilling through the windows. A tree in the corner. People gathered inside. Laughter, maybe music. The quiet warmth that comes from being settled for the night.
For a brief moment, I noticed the feeling that used to come with scenes like that. Not sadness exactly—more like a pause. A recognition. A memory of what that picture has meant to me at different times in my life.
And then something else happened.
I didn’t stay there.
Instead of slipping into comparison or longing, I stayed present. I noticed the beauty of that moment without needing to step inside it. I didn’t argue with it. I didn’t judge it. I simply let it be what it was—a warm window on a cold night—and kept moving forward.
That choice is Intentional Light.
Intentional Light isn’t pretending the dark doesn’t exist. It isn’t forced positivity or denial. It’s the quiet decision to notice what’s real without letting it pull you off course.
It’s awareness without attachment.
I’ve learned that not every moment we witness is meant to be ours—and that doesn’t make it a loss. Some moments are just reminders. Markers along the road that say, yes, that exists. And so does this life you’re living now.
I didn’t miss anything that night. I didn’t give anything up. I chose a different way of being present.
I continued driving. Steady. Grounded. Content in my own alignment.
That’s what Intentional Light is about. Not chasing brightness. Not fighting darkness. Just choosing where you place your attention—and moving forward with clarity.
Some windows are meant to be admired as you pass by. Some journeys are meant to keep going.
And that, too, is enough.
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