Darkness is, more often than not, a thing of Fear--and Fear is a thing of restriction. With Fear comes the panicked mantra of 'I cannot, I cannot, I cannot" that freezes you and makes you doubt your ability to continue, which in turn makes you doubt your worth. Darkness is also a thing of misdirection, of being unable to find the path that is before your feet. And darkness is a thing of loneliness, where you cannot see the companions who stand at your side.
I know this simply because I've been there...or rather, because I'm there right now. Night has been growing on me steadily for sometime, getting darker and darker...and for a time I almost gave in to Fear. I t took the combined efforts of a few people very close to me in heart and in location, and the persistant affection of one dear friend close in heart, yet far away, to convince me to look up into the sky and see the star shining there. And as I watch, as the blackness falls ever deeper, more lovely points of light appear in that great expanse. Slowly my eyes are adjusting, and slowly my path becomes clearer, my friends easier to see...and my heart swells with joy as though it may burst through the walls of hurt and anger built around it.
For though it cannot happen all at once, I can feel those walls crumbling, can feel the tiniest smile of pure, ecstatic happiness on my face--because even as the black night grows darker, so also does it become more beautiful. And no matter how long the night, now deep the darkness, how inky black and empty be the sky or the ceiling overhead-building, tunnel, or forest, or anything that blocks the light-nothing can keep the light from returning with the dawn, can banish the sun forever to a place where it cannot be seen again once you find open air and skies above you again. Always will a new day dawn; let us take comfort in that even our greatest trials are so insignificant as to cause no changes in the cycle of the sun.
I stand in the dark night and smile...for never have I seen anything so exquisitly beautiful.
I am still here...
...And I am not alone.
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