Hello Darkness, My Old Friend. U up?

Yeah... darkness and I are not friends. Darkness is freaking scary. It’s jarring. It’s unsettling. When all the lights are off, all I really wanna do is (have some fun - heh 😉) and flip every switch back on — along with my TV and music so I can bask in the dim light of my cell phone + technology and basically... never, ever sit in darkness. That’s fine and healthy, right?

Ha, of course this response is not sustainable; I’ve had to manage without indulging in this impulse every day when I go to sleep. All of us do. At some point in the day we just have to sit in a dark room with ourselves, and only ourselves. It’s mysterious and bizarre and terrifying — those few moments we have alone, watching consciousness flow in its strange meandering ways before we ourselves switch off.
The darkness has its perks, though. It bears truth. It’s like that best friend you go to when you’re ready for some #realtalk kinda shit. No wonder we’re so afraid of it — there’s no hiding, but at least it can bring clarity.

On the other side of the coin though, the darkness bears mystery, and it is infinite. Sometimes the answers you get peering into the cave of consciousness aren’t clear at all, because only you can excavate them with some hella steadfast courage and intention. It’s a journey on purpose, because you have to earn that knowledge; you are not entitled to it.

Each day you have to fight the fear, cringe a little, enter the cave, see what’s in there, sit with it, take inventory and repeat. Sometimes you get answers and sometimes you get no answers at all. And it’s all okay. It’s all good stuff.
We’re just peering into the dark, tiptoeing one step at a time and hoping for the best.
So, here we go then... back to it, lights out. Darkness, u up? 🌚