"Okay, bear in mind, I am a depth psychologist. We tend to like the dark, dank, oh-shit moments, more so than the en-lightened ah-hahs. But really, please consider this piece with me:I'm not as sure, as I once was perhaps, that dark and light need each other. Dark's gotten a bad rap, I think.

My experiences of the dark, the depths seem to reveal that the dark brings some of the truest, most soul-centric experience of being alive, of showing us our connection to the soul of the world. Seems this is so, as the dark lets us slowly, very slowly "see," as our eyes adjust, so to speak, what the light may otherwise blind us to seeing. Seems too, that Western culture (the entrenched themes of major religions, and the economic forces) tends to glorify "the light," and engenders fear of the dark, the night, and most "dangerous" of all, the depths within us, the seat of our souls, our darkened "house of belonging" (David Whyte)."