“A dark night can toughen you and steel you, helping you to be a real presence in your world. In the realm of the soul, most of us are wimps at first. We have to deepen and strengthen our outlook and style…The most precious gift of your dark night might be the sheer edge and heft of your soul, your presence as a person of real substance.”
Thomas Moore – Dark Nights of the Soul
This is especially true when we can find a way past the often legitimate sense of being victimized and catapulted into a dark night by forces seemingly and sometimes literally beyond us. The “victim” sense is appropriate up to a point (some moreso than others) in that it allows us to identify what we value that has been, to our minds at least, threatened. In stages of development, some layers of growth must be protected since the tenderness of new growth is a real consideration. Just as we wouldn’t mock a newly growing plant if it cried upon being bruised or smashed, we don’t mock our own phases of identifying loss and need for restoration or recovery. But we don’t stay in that victim mode if we want to get the most of the seemingly worst turn of events. We hang onto the lessons of the dark night, grow protective callouses on hands determined to love and, in general…
We grow anew, maybe a little less straight than we’d originally thought but…we grow. And we grow strong.