Darkness falls and we fall with it.
The night pulls us downwards to intimacy with the earth.
The night pulls us downwards to intimacy with ourselves.
Each night the earth rolls itself away from the bright eyes of the sun.
Away from the life that the sun offers to earth.
And into the mysterious life giving darkness.
Let yourself be pulled by the kind hands of darkness.
Let yourself be pulled to rest on the earth.
To rest in the earth of yourself.
Let the darkness pull you into your own interior.
Deeper and deeper.
Any discomfort or fear or tension only tells us that there is deeper to go.
In the deepest,
Darkest,
Most private inner spaces.
There is no fear.
In the true dark.
There is nothing to grasp for.
Nothing to hold onto.
Nothing to push away.
The darkness holds us.
Reminds us we have always been held.
In true darkness.
There is no option but to surrender to rest.
To surrender our sense of sight.
And drop deeper and deeper.
Into the cauldron of dark transformation.
Hidden in our beings.
Into the cauldron of darkness.
Let yourself plunge into that mystery.
Surrender to all that is unknown there.
And in that sacred space of darkness.
There is no need for anything.
But the most gentle of rest.
The most gentle of rest.
In the depths of the night.
It can seem as if time stands still.
Darkness stretches out and out and out.
And then there is a moment when everything shifts.