I always find these dark nights at once difficult and sublime.  They
cause me to let go of what I know, and I had to learn not to be afraid
of this.  They introduced me to true faith, not just believing in
something, but having true faith that in the letting go, all will be
returned in new form, with more life and fresh possibility.  Faith
that with my committment, life goes on and supports me in all ways
necessary to express love and sustain clear awareness.  When I feel
suffering, I look toward myself for the source of resistance.  There
is infinite life in the entirety of our experience.  When I am feeling
different than, for or against, I take a step back into myself and a
more expansive view and so feel and see the unity that is always
there.  In my darkest hours, it is easier to feel my finite nature
than my infinite nature.  Restoring myself as both is always key for
me.  How this is done is revealed in the moment, sometimes after much
soul searching and ultimate expression.  Whether the light goes on
with medical intervention (and I have greatly benefited on occasion)
or reconnection with others and life, each can only know ourselves
what will turn the tide.  Some of us act out our dark nights on
others, storming and lashing out, feeling the need to impose authority
and demean the other.  Some of us crawl inside and work it out in ways
that seem to be quiet, but can be very loud internally.  We ourselves
can only know, in the moment, what to do with what we are given
through experience.

On Jan 17, 8:20 am, frantheman <[email protected]> wrote:
> On 17 Jan., 14:52, Twirlip <[email protected]> wrote:
>   Where I am is /very/ difficult. (I
>
> > don't mean that I have a uniquely hard life; in many ways, I've had it
> > easy, in a hard world. I mean more than there is almost nothing in the
> > world around me to lead me to think that anyone else can understand
> > where I am.  There are no maps, just a few old footprints to show that
> > it is not the complete wilderness it appears to be.)
>
> Just one quick anecdote; I remember making this argument to a friend
> of mine at the stage where I was starting to come out of the deepest
> darkness. His answer struck me like a flash of light at that time and
> I have frequently thought of it since; "There is no hierarchy in
> suffering."
>
> Take care of yourself.
>
> Francis
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