I spent years trying to climb out of my darkness. God kept pushing me back down. Thought He hated me. Then I realized He was drowning me in it on purpose. Like baptism but backwards. Under the black water something grows that can't grow in sunlight. Seeds need soil not sky. I kept reaching for transcendence He kept shoving me into my shadow. Now I understand. The light that matters doesn't come from escaping darkness it comes from darkness eating itself alive until only light remains. God doesn't want me to transcend my darkness He wants my darkness to birth something luminous. I am not climbing out of the pit I am becoming the fire that burns at the bottom of it. The real light grows in places where ordinary light dies
“One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious. The latter procedure, however is disagreeable, and therefore not popular.”
Karen Hawkwood • Surviving 30: Waking Up to Your True Self Through Your Saturn Return
God declares his glory in the light, but first he forms new life in the dark, bringing it to the surface in his own time and in his own way.
Emily P. Freeman • The Next Right Thing: A Simple, Soulful Practice for Making Life Decisions
To know the dark, go dark. Go without sight,
and find that the dark, too, blooms and sings,
and is travelled by dark feet and dark wings.