The darkness can either be a friend or foe. Some experiences come and go while we’re in a dark place, we slowly grow accustomed to it, and with every challenge came a gentle end for us to rest.


What does the darkness mean to you? We can talk about it as I read to you “We Grow Accustomed to the Dark” by Emily Dickinson and “There Will Come Soft Rains” by Sara Teasdale






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