I am staring into a dark place, and its unresisting pull scares me. I know it of old, and I wonder why I have to come back again.
I left it behind, glad to do so, way way back. Yet now, when the days are getting longer, lighter, warmer, inside I shrink, shiver, cower. Why do we have to revisit the dark places?
The most interesting thing, for me, is the fact that I am fully aware of the gap, the step I teeter on but mustn't take, the abyss I dip into one day, look at from the shore the next. I guess that's the part I have already learned, and for it I'm grateful. I am now trying to relearn how to raise my gaze, to reacquaint myself with the stars, with the creatures that wait for me up high. So I call out, awaiting for an echo of inspiration, a breath of help, a hand to hold on to while I steady my legs, while I walk away.
Dark places are not bad: we all have them, because we all need them, so we all can learn from them. It doesn't matter how 'strong' you are, you will have to face some; the more of them you face, ironically, the better off you'll be in the end. And the more flexibly you do so, the quicker they'll let you out - with a gentle pat, maybe a few scars, all dusted down back on the saddle.
At this point, I am mostly asking questions: how much reflection on it is good, bad, harmful? How much can I dwell on it before tumbling down? Who to ask for help, that I won't pull along? What is it, after all, the gem of self-awareness hidden in the dark? I know it's there, I know it's the one tangible thing in the void - I even know there is no real void, but is it really worth the fear, the pain, the tears?
I am staring into a dark place, unshaken in my belief that Life is, always, perfect, wishing beliefs were candles.
Read for your soul, breathe for your mind, listen for your heart, love for your life. Think a bit, dream a lot, live in Joy. And then, read some more (this is a proud NetGalley reviewer blog!)
The voice, the pen
- Makhshefa Crystal Rowan
- I have often noticed how, what one feels, another thinks. Why, then, should we not share those thoughts and feelings? It might make things clearer for all... Here, I am offering snippets on whatever gets me thinking, with the intention of sharing these moments with you, hoping for a dialogue of sorts. Whether a word, a sentence, a whole text, please, share.
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