I think so.
It is not easy being a lamp, ever adjusting from burning bright to softly lit. We learn to trust that no one moment lasts forever and adapt accordingly.
We are all visitors to this time, this place.
We are just passing through.
Our purpose here is to observe, to learn,
to grow, to love, and then we return home.
Aboriginal Australian Proverb
Before we know it, we will no longer be a lamp. We might remember the experience. I suspect we will. Perhaps, at home once more, we will reminisce. We will know then what we cannot know now.