Learning To Embrace Darkness
In Order To See The Light
I stare at the reflection in the mirror. My eyes immediately detect evidence of my inadequacies and flaws. I struggle with my imperfections, feeling disadvantaged in areas I wish to change. Like everyone else, I endure brokenness, an idea that there is always something wrong amid everything else appearing fine.
It would be swell if we could enjoy life without the baggage of physical and emotional pain.
I judge different areas of my life based on their contribution to the phantom of happiness. If I’m not happy, it means something is out of alignment. I long for a state void of disadvantages or brokenness because I perceive it as an interference.
I crave happiness instead of misery; health instead of sickness; wealth instead of poverty. Within the depths of my being is the hunger for wholeness. My idea of wholeness means nothing is missing or broken about my condition.
But is that what wholeness means?
We need to understand darkness to comprehend the light. We have to know sorrow to cherish joy. To appreciate life, we must accept death as part of the equation. To live is to experience wholeness. And what is wholeness other than the manifestation of contrast?