I opened up to my dark side, not to expose what’s wrong but to embrace everything as it was. I shined a spotlight into the darkness, not to make it go away, but to let it be seen. Because on this stage of life, my darkness has just as much a voice as my light.
And so I sit in the audience listening and watching, ready to receive what it has for me.
Ready for the lessons.
Ready for the learnings.
Ready for my next stage of evolution.
I sit and I watch. I sit and listen. I AM open to all that my darkness can teach me.
When s/he is ready, what is revealed is healed. Every time I was shamed for being different. Unique. Weird. Every time I was hurt for being attached to feelings of what I understood love to be in the past. Every damn gut-wrenching heartbreak.
This story was an intricately woven tapestry of not just the pitfalls encountered, but the triumphs that ensued. Only through seeing through the darkness was I able to see love as it truly is. And only I AM the one who can provide that to myself. And only then do I have the utmost power to unconditionally give pure love.
Thank you darkness, my old friend.
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