01/17/2026
It’s the beginning.
In the darkness, senses soften.
The noise fades away.
What was hidden begins to grow.
Darkness asks the real questions:
Who am I when nothing is seen?
What stays when there’s nothing to hold?
Then — light appears.
Not as an escape,
but as recognition.
Light is not separate from darkness.
It is born through it.
This is the journey:
from unknowing to clarity,
from contraction to presence,
from darkness… into truth.