Symbols hold meaning beyond the literal or verbal. They are the communication channel of the esoteric and invisible realms. Whilst they have universal meaning, they speak to us individually. I particularly resonate with statues of Mother Mary. The crown above her head and the roses at her feet, representing higher states of consciousness and the labyrinth of the heart.

Edifices such as lighthouses, also give me a shudder and sense of awe. They represent looking out for those lost at sea, and act as a beacon for how to head to safe waters. I think of our spiritual quest to be human lighthouses. Holding sure ground for our fellow man, as their earth trembles. Guiding with a steady hand those who have lost their way.

Signposts are a physical reminder that you really are going in the right direction. C.S Lewis writes that “when we are lost in the woods, the sight of a signpost is a great matter.” I concur with Lewis. Signposts can make us heave a sigh of relief, and help us keep going on our personal due north. I have had many signposts showing me the way forward. Some uproariously funny, some grave and poignant. All were exactly what I needed at that moment.