The dark feels so heavy. Most of the time I prefer to see things, focused on what is reflected to me. Seeing and touching objects confirms my existence and sense of reality. I know where to travel. Without light reflecting off things, I notice the void. The void is without form. It is endless and terrifying. And yet… it is within darkness that I was conceived and took form within my mother’s body. And it is from the void of space that all form emerged, the elements, stars, planets, life. This time of year invites us to face the dark, and to sit with it long enough to accept it.