What if darkness isn’t something to fear, but a requirement? What if relaxing into the long night is the secret? I have sat alone in darkness the quiet covering the bareness of my shoulders. Unspoken feelings formed there and floated up in me, pushed forward, heaved out. Shadows gently held emotions too elusive for the light. Blinded by obscurity of thought, my eyes eventually adjusted. I saw that not seeing my surroundings engaged my inner sight. The blackness enveloped me;