In a dark time the eye begins to see. I meet my shadow in the deepening shade.
From poem “In a Dark Time” by Theodore Roethke
“At one point in my life I literally lost my vision and it was a very dark time emotionally and physically. Physically, I couldn’t see very well. Emotionally, I went into a deep depression thinking I was going to lose my life in the sense I wouldn’t be vital in the way that I had always envisioned myself to be vital. Here in this dark time, I had to find my shadow, my anxieties, and my depressions, all the facets of me that were unhealed. This ultimately led me to my inherited family trauma, the anxiety that had passed down from all my grandparents who were orphans. I didn’t know that at the time. It was my own dark time and I had to meet my own shadow and do lots of healing work. I continue to do this as I lead people into shadow work and help them in their dark times so they can see.”
Mark Wolynn author of
It Didn’t Start With You:
How Inherited Family Trauma Shapes
Who We Are and How to End the Cycle