Thanks for posting this article, Old Soul (I, too, have often called myself an "old soul").
I have recently recovered from an experience that I am only now realizing may have been this "dark night." In my case, I was praying for death before sleeping. The next morning (or sometime after that, anyway), I realized gratitude, and the concept that I was not my thoughts about anything, and my life and my Self has been miraculously unfolding since. I don't know if it would qualify by encyclopaedic definition, but there were some seriously dark nights there, for a bit.
I said it elsewhere (in a thread that I think was locked or deleted), but I'll say it again here: It is darkest before the dawn.
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