Darkness

Just having a little look around old half finished writings. Found this written about three years ago...

"In getting deeper there is the urge to push towards darkness. Darkness is forboding and unclear, for some it is the underbelly of things stinking and foul. But in claiming dark to be the antithesis of the very angelic white, we show only ignorance of it's truest depth. Darkness is womblike in it’s nurturing. It is in darkness where we recover, regenerate, grow and find deep solitude and solace. 

Light has an undeserved reputation as sole host of goodness. Yet light is vapid and evaporating. It shines brightly, briefly and then succumbs to the lull of pitch, it is tempted, shallow and transparent. Light is nothing without it’s lover, the dark. Whereas dark exists irrespective of light. Dark needs nothing, other than perhaps your soul to play with.

As I write this the dark has descended on my home. It is winter and the lack of light swills around me and my family like a close liquid dream, a heaviness is in the air, emotions are mired in, sustained by the chill. My daughter of seventeen months is becoming aware of the contrasts. She will take my hand and lead me to a darkened room, where she will request me to bring light. So I do. But on occasion I take her hand and lead her into that dark, where we play and act as normal, cocooned in shadows, learning, she and I, that dark is not a thing of fear, but necessity "

What has your dark brought to you?

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