by Pat Antonopoulos
Darkness protects and shelters...obscures or covers...sometimes Hide and Seek for the soul.
Dark times. Dark places. Dark reactions.
Often 'dark' can be a comfort word. Sitting on a porch as dusk becomes the dark that is pleasant and refreshing. Resting in a dark bedroom going over the day's happenings can be revisiting the best of times. A forest at night is amazing.
The other 'dark' is a burden. That feeling of pulling the top down and hiding is unfriendly darkness. Knowing that a reaction is negative and need not be happening is an ugly form of darkness.
Reminds me of that idea that for each opening bud a corresponding flower fades and drops. Sunrise--sunset sort of thing.
This blog has no where to go, my friends and Gentle Readers. It is just something I need to say. I wish you the best of dark's comfort.
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