“Compassion is not a relationship between the healer and the wounded. It’s a relationship between equals. Only when we know our own darkness well can we be present with the darkness of others.” ~ Pema Chodron
The last few days, my mind has circled around a question: Is there darkness in light?
Most searches produced everything from scriptures to some in-depth physics analysis regarding whether or not there is light in darkness.
I went back to the basics. What is light?” I Googled it.
Light is made up of waves and particle packets. Ok.
Waves. Packets. Part of what makes up a wave form is the space between the peaks. There is space between the inner workings of a photon. It’s not just one solid mass.
Part of what makes up anything is the space between the parts. The space around and in is what gives something definition; shape.
So, then, is darkness not only a part of light….is it a key element of light’s ability to exist?
I wonder if it’s the same with people. I wonder if our unique kind of darkness shapes our own unique kind of light. I wonder if it’s the darkness in a star that makes it twinkle.
I wonder if our own darkness – our fears, our vulnerability, our humanity – is the very birthplace of all that is good (creativity, love, light). When love can grow there in us there, maybe it can grow everywhere.
When our soul longs for something …..more….
it seems like it always dips it’s paintbrush in these colors first to show us the way.