Part of my personal growth through writing Luminae was to let myself sink deeply into the ways I judged my own dark places. In our culture, when people say 'dark' they generally mean 'bad' 'evil' and the like. But when I speak of darkness I speak of any space which has yet gone unexplored within. I believe there is no where love is not. The very nature of love (some call it 'God' but I tend not to) is that it is all-encompassing. Eternal. Darkness is the secret fabric of that mystery. Of that impossible possibility.
Darkness is the pain you do not want to turn toward but which needs your tenderness more than anything in the world. Dark is the beautiful ache, the longing for enlightenment through love of the totality of self. Darkness is the magic winter, slumber, snowy fireside of the soul. Dark is the talent you have let lay dormant, waiting for you to breathe life into her again. Dark is the self-loathing which screams for relief. Dark is the rich soil of the fertile, weeping earth. Dark is the shadow, the humble servant of the light.
When I sink deep inside myself, darkness is light is darkness is light repeating endlessly. The two do not just need each other they ARE each other. This wilderness astounds and inspires me most. It is the core concept from which Luminae was born and revealed herself to me over the span of two years. For two years, I woke daily before dawn to pen these words. You see, I thrive in the dark hours. Many creatives do. It is the darkness from which this light, this book, this gift, has come. 🕯
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