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Our culture has been afraid of the dark for a very long time. Now, as our shadow rises and becomes the spectre of safety and authority, our fear is used against us.
We must begin to welcome the holy darkness, the darkness of gestation and growth if we are to survive this dark age of willful ignorance and fear. We must let mystery have its rightful place. It’s okay to not know. From the darkness of not knowing we can let wisdom in.
Centuries of enlightenment has pushed our soul ever further away and into the last vestiges of dark. The enlightenment was supposed to relieve us of our ignorance. What it has relieved us of is our soul and the necessary darkness that drives away arrogance.
But the witch, she revels in the dark places where the soul thrives. The witch, she dances in and from the dark. Her fire illuminates her soul while letting the mystery remain.
During this season of darkness I remember to dance until I am emptied of all I know, until I return to that original silence, the void that is pure presence. I am still and let the mystery be. My work of becoming begins here.