When you google Dark Night of the Soul, the first entry you will find is a dictionary definition-- noun-- CHRISTIAN THEOLOGY--a period of spiritual desolation suffered by a mystic in which all sense of consolation is removed. Then comes the poem by Saint John the Cross--
On a dark secret night,
Starving for love and deep in flame,
O happy lucky flight!
Unseen I slipped away,
my house as last was calm and safe...
We, spiritual or non-spiritual, religious or non-religious, almost at some point in our lives experience our dark nights of the soul. Today, it is observed as a psychological state where nothing matters anymore, everything is crippled with a feeling of emptiness. And yet, it was during these darkest nights that I became aware of my soul. Once I am aware of it, everything else that wasn't serving it starts to fall away. The shifts and the changes profoundly act like candle flames guiding my path in the abyss. It is a process of awaking to my true self.
