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Seeing in darkness

Today's Gospel, Mark 10:46-52, was about Jesus giving the blind man sight. I couldn't help but wonder back at the part of Through a Glass Darkly when the Ariel and Cecelia were discussing sight in the earthly versus ethereal context.

Reading that book into the wee hours of the night, I thought about why I had chosen my nick midnite lily, other than the obvious being mentally wide awake at ungodly hours.

People are generally afraid of the dark, afraid of what they can't see. Isn't it interesting that darkness also equates evil? Night and darkness are so often associated to fear and evil because even with our eyes physically open, we cannot see in the dark. Fear of the unknown is evil.

And yet, when darkness comes, the irony is that it's a time where peace exists in a common harmony. Night is, by default to everyone, a preiod of rest from the hurriedness of work, chores and necessities.

But what is really darkness is acturally blindness. The same way we cannot see physically in the dark, spiritual blindness brings evil. To see, is not to see with your eyes. But with your heart. Your soul owns eyes into what we don't understand into the realms beyond the present.

Humans with the real eyes are newborns. These are the ones who see the world better than any of us who've lived on earth for years. The longer we are here, the longer we forget our spiritual eyes. Only because society teaches us survival skills for an earthly world. Not the soulful, metaphysical world.

Even if you weren't a religious person, accepting this sight isn't about what's supernatural. It's also about understanding and seeing the intangible. Like thoughts, ideas, consciousness, values... The things in our world that exist physically only in word. How else do we see these things if not with our soul's eyes?

Naming myself midnite lily, in a way is acknowledging that I'm not afraid of the dark and the solitude that come with it. Instead, I embrace it because I see better then than in daylight. And, like Erna's witnessed, I seem to bloom in the dark.



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