New rhythms for daily life have been born for many of us while sheltering in place. Perhaps the slower, more deliberate — even drawn out — pace of moving through each day has delighted you in ways that surprise you. Perhaps your heart has been awakened in the spaciousness of an empty calendar that first annoyed you, but now holds a mysterious alluring aliveness.
It's very apophatic, this process, and takes practice to let God fill in the gaps in unspeakable ways.
Might we gradually befriend the darkness that we deny? Might we gently enter the slow, the deep, the unknown places we've been avoiding?
Worn out and weeping without consolation, I slowly consented to let the light within lead the way.