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And then there was dark

9/1/2022

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Night sky ~Home

I find myself waiting for the dark...Twilight has always been my favourite time of the day.I always watch the sunset. 
Lately I've been waking at the most odd hours and just going for a wander in the dark. 
The peace and the night sounds soothe my soul.


It wasn't always like this , when I was younger ~ I was petrified of the dark.  As a child I would see and hear things. Call them ghosts or whatever.... It scared the shit out me. I would hear my name being called and voices. Going to the toilet in the middle of the night was the worst, even with the lights on. I would try not to look in any reflective surface...because something was always be behind me.  

This continued, as a teenager I started dreaming about events that would come true in the next few days. They were not bad things but I was freaked out as fuck.
I was about 17 when I prayed ( can't remember to who?) for days, not to see, not to hear.
It worked...sort of. It wasn't as in my face. 
 
I never stopped sensing energies of places and things that happened in the past and sometimes future. I didn't know what it all meant.

I'm talking about the 80's...no internet. If you wanted to know shit you went to the library and there wasn't much around about esoterica.
I remember reading Dolores Cannon :Conversations with Nostradamus: His Prophecies Explained. All I remember from it, is that I wasn't crazy. 
I didn't talk openly about it. I just shit myself every night....

I know I'm not the only one that experienced this, we just didn't talk about it.

I talk to friends, my age now that had experiences like this...we have all gravitated towards the occult. To understand. So now it makes more sense and is not as scary.

Children all have the ability to see the unseen. We all do, sometimes we embrace it , sometimes we don't. 

So back to the dark. I welcome it now and have for a time. My Husband calls me the vampire. My son calls me the lurker haha. I walk around in the dark and if someone dares put a light on, I hiss. 

I still have random and weird shit happen when it's dark. The difference is, I know more about it.

I'm not special or important for this to happen to me, we all have these stories. Ask someone, they might tell you or share an experience.

 This dude said it the best.


"If you comprehend the darkness, it seizes you. It comes over you like the night with black shadows and countless shimmering stars. Silence and peace come over you if you begin to comprehend the darkness. Only he who does not comprehend the darkness fears the night.
Through comprehending the dark, the nocturnal, the abyssal in you, you become utterly simple. And you prepare to sleep through the millennia like everyone else, and you sleep down into the womb of the millennia, and your walls resound with ancient temple chants. Since the simple is what always was. Peace and blue night spread over you while you dream in the grave of the millennia'.
Carl Jung, The Red Book

A lot happens between dusk and dawn, It's the time of the void. The dark, the Underworld.  It can still be a scary place, if you let it be. Our minds from learned experience can associate it with scary shit. I know I did. Once I faced my fears, it seemed less and more beautiful.
Rock on 
Bec 
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