There are seasons when the light we once felt
no longer reaches us in the same way.
What was certain becomes distant.
What once comforted, fades.
It can feel like absence.
Like something has been lost.
And yet,
beneath that silence,
something remains.
Not loud.
Not easy to find.
But present.
The darkness does not remove the light.
It asks us
to feel for it
differently.
And in time,
what felt like distance
becomes a deeper knowing —
that even here,
especially here,
nothing has left you.
— a reflection by Corvalya
Return to Dark Night of the Soul.
Notice what shifts.