LADY IN BLOOM: DARKNESS BLOOMS TOO
Most days I’m chipper; optimistic, zen, hopeful. But there are days when, after I’ve given Little Huru his milk feed, I can’t get any shut eye after that. I lay awake, calmed only by the sounds of breathing in the house. I’m not down, just thoughtful.
It’s dark and quiet, but whereas darkness once frightened me, it has now become the space in which I face my fears and horrors. I will face internal conflict in this season of bloom, aware that my rosebuds will give way to something worthwhile and grow just as organically as as I am.
Facing yourself, when all the lights are out and the world is asleep, can be frightening. But there’s no escaping it, especially when you’re on a path of re-discovery. From what I’m learning, it’s worth the occasional tossing and turning.
‘In Light there is Dark, and in Dark there is Light’