Alchemy begins with a radical possibility. In order for some new possibility to arise, something old and outmoded needs to die. Through decline, stillness, and deep rest, energy accumulates so that something new can come to life.
Lately I’ve been thinking about the word “darkness.” When I hear someone say, “I’m having these dark thoughts” or “that was a very dark time for me,” I get that they assume I’m right there with them, making the same familiar association between darkness and evil, darkness and pain, darkness and suffering, darkness and generic badness of every variety.
But I’m not.