The Hidden Journal

The dark has its own curriculum.
It doesn’t lecture.
It doesn’t rush.
It simply surrounds you
until you learn to listen.

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At first, it feels like loss —
the absence of light,
the quiet too deep to breathe in.
But then your eyes adjust,
and what was hidden
starts to reveal itself,
slowly, honestly.

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The dark teaches patience.
It teaches faith —
the kind that doesn’t need proof.
It teaches the beauty of not knowing yet,
and how stillness
can be its own form of sight.

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It holds you accountable to truth.
To what only appears
when nothing else is there to distract you.

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The dark teaches
that healing isn’t just illumination —
it’s integration.
It’s learning to hold what hurt
without turning away.

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And when morning comes,
you don’t rush to erase the night.
You thank it —
for what it showed you
when nothing else could.

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— Desiree