Dark Night of the Soul (0) – Resources & Recommendations


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If you think this metaphor is about suffering and depression, you are right. If you wish this metaphor were about joy and optimism, you are also right, and won’t be disappointed. If you think this poetic conception is about the unity of suffering and joy, you may be most right.

This metaphor for the divinely human experience is so wonderful and wondrous, there must be as many ways to approach, discover, and encounter it as there are persons. Nay, more, for even each person can encounter it in a wondrous number of ways, even at a single moment of a ‘given’ time.

My own musings about it start elsewhere.

The sequence, content, and annotations of my recommendations below are not random, but are my construction for introducing this metaphor to the curious.

Common use of the phrase has drifted considerably from its original specific meaning. Two authors faithful to the original senses are Mirabai Starr and Brian Kolodiejchuk.

I selected excerpts from Starr to introduce you to one way one might arrive at a true dark night by apparent accident. She expresses it with no religious-denomination affiliation whatever, while also touching on all of them. Starr is an elite artist of the inked quill who exquisitely nails that magical and ever-moving median between popular appeal and unquestionably professional scholarship. She will suck in a reader — ANY type of reader — instantly. If you don’t care for poetic language, she will not trigger your loathing; but she is an insidious trickster with a pen. [Incidentally, Starr’s book is introduced by Thomas Moore, whom I consider today’s authority on the soul.]

I selected Kolodiejchuk because he further differentiates the singular night into its dual notions — night of senses, and night of spirit — faithful to Thomas Keating’s teaching system for the original. Keating is not to be neglected either; he has great online videos, though the only ones I’ve watched so far are academic/instructional; my recommendations don’t currently include his work because I do not know it fully enough.

Even if Kolodiejchuk is not your thing, don’t skip Michael Mirdad. His style and content are much more mainstream for readers browsing the web to explore a topic like this. In a single long page, he touches on its history and spans its symptomology in terms more familiar in popular psychology and psychotherapy than the strictly spiritual—-all with a contemporary facility.

Below Starr, Kolodiejchuk, and Mirdad are a few other sources, useful, but less orthodox or less meaty or less concise or more expansive.

For deeper expansion, I recommend the book from which Starr’s passage is taken (especially if you want the origin of the phrase), followed by the book of this subject’s title by Thomas Moore (he also authored the introduction in Starr’s book) — the best of what a book is.

Richard Rohr, a modern mystic, writes occasionally about the Shadow, the soul, and sometimes its dark night, like here, where he refers to the Yes introduced by Starr.

Lastly, the book from which Kolodiejchuk’s passage is taken: Mother Teresa’s writings are as painful to read as obsolete translations of Saint Teresa of Avila’s Seven Castles/Mansions—but it’s noteworthy that neither of their writings were intended to be read as books, or by general audiences. (It would be wonderful to have their work tackled by Starr or someone of her caliber.)

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Wikipedia
Good page on the subject. Because of its sweeping breadth, you might find it a little thin to sink your teeth into and grasp the notion as deeply as you can concisely by some of my other recommended sources. It’s External Links have some useful translation alternatives to Starr.


LonerWolf.com

This interesting couple are self-styled “spiritual mentors who blend a mixture of psychological and spiritual insight…” I stumbled into their (long) web compositions searching for material relating ego and soul. I’ve come to appreciate it, because soul is such an ephemeral notion that it cannot be very fully appreciated by consulting only sources orthodox in philosophy, psychology, or theology.

They take a shot at distinguishing between depression and an orthodox Dark Night, though I wasn’t convinced. But I have invested considerable time in exploring their larger corpus. To me, Mirdad bridges more central orthodoxy to these fringier commercializations.

To my senses of soul and ego, this site is virtually agreeable in all regards, and has great content of all sorts. Give them a read if you’d like to broaden your own horizons, and this excerpt appeals to you:

“…friction within us … causes the mirror of our Souls to be polished enough for us to glimpse our True Nature. I often hear people speak of the Dark Night as some kind problem they have to “fix,” or something they “went through a long time ago, that is now over, thank God.” But what these people thought was a Dark Night may have just been a glimpse of the darkness within them, especially when they speak egotistically about it as if it were a badge of honor.”
https://lonerwolf.com/the-dark-night-of-the-soul/

A related page: “Complicated grief can serve as an initiation onto your spiritual path through the Dark Night of the Soul.”


To my first recommendation (Mirabai Starr)

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‘Work on’ Self, But ‘Fix’ Others


[1 minute read]

Is the real You a somewhat free-spirited risk-taker who fears the regrets of recklessness, shackled too long by manifold sources of cowardice from within and fear of abandonment and rejection by externals?

Have you failed to feed your appetite for music, sports, books, liturgy, theology, philosophy, psychology, fierce and vulnerable intimacy?

Have you combined your passions with your insecurities to construct a persona of an inflated ego? Or/and a dishonestly deflated ego pretending as humility?

Yeah.

What do You need? Do you need more feedback? Do you need more honest criticism? Do you need more affirmation? Do you need more license to take reckless risk? Do you need to have your ego downsized? Do you need to open yourself more to living—-come what may?

Yeah.

For crying out loud (and inside, loud), how needy can one person be?

When the hell will You stop trying to work on yourself, and care about other people?

Right now. Then, again at 2:47pm. And tomorrow at 10:06am. And tomorrow night… And… Both/and…


Related: Dark Night of the Soul (4) – Introductory Musings: Exemplary Lessons?

Neil D. 2020-05-12

Glass Half… What?


[2 minute read]

A dear old friend asked how I am these days. “Glass half empty or glass half full?”

The friend knew me well. Knows me well?

The friend likely knows my favorite response of yore:

The glass is twice as big as it needs to be.

Hey Smiley:) How am I these days? Wondering why we use that metaphor for the dynamics of the human soul:)

There’s evaporation even during stillness.

Unless we cover the glass. Not very natural. What’s the point of having liquid in the glass when it’s covered. That’s what bottles and containers are for.

Spigots refill it unexpectedly.

Welcomed faucets hitherto unrecognized as fountains. Unwelcome ones too.

Sometimes I guzzle the glass’ contents, ravenously thirsty.

Sometimes I guzzle its contents, not out of thirst, but more out of curiosity.

Is the drink still cold and refreshing, or strangely warm, yet wet?

Were the contents meant even to be drunk? Or merely beheld?

The glass and its contents intrigue me because they have a strange and interesting relationship.

A static container for a fluid fluid.

I can relocate the glass, and the carried fluid changes location too, but remains contained just the same.

I tote the glass to keep with me the promise inside it.

Different fluids come and go.

The same fluid can change while it rests within it. To the eye, statically contained, but undergoing dynamics not seen with that eye, known only by the product washing past my nose and tongue.

This glass and fluid have an interesting relationship.

Static. Dynamic.
Moved as one.

One consumed — replaceable but satisfying, only because it’s consumable; or only because it is consumed; or both, consumable *and* consumed.
The other durably enduring its changeable content.

Is my ego a glass container? Are my feelings and states and thoughts fluid? Is the larger ‘me’ the glass and fluid? Half… what? The other half… what else? Empty? Full? Twice as big as needed?

We like and use metaphors for things too boundless for expression within word’s limits. Even thought’s boundaries. Like you, old friend. Like me…

We each are a fluid glass.

Empty.

Full.

Half.

Twice.

Big…


Neil D. 2020-05-11


Related: The glass-half-full metaphor


Love Is Not a Noun (1), like Judgment


By no reputable wisdom tradition has any prophet ever revealed a higher power who demands that we judge our selves or anyone else.

None.

Oh, to be sure, there are many traditions involving judgment. But they are not wise if they prescribe it instead of proscribing it.

Didn’t Yeshua explicitly chastise the hypocritical Pharisees as judges? (my answer)

Judgment is an action of the human ego, and it seems one of the ego’s purposes is to deeply teach us the futile absurdity of judgment. Deeply. Not superficially. Not consciously. For that is not deeply. We must “learn” the futility of judgment with every fiber of our being, at our deepest depth. That is why judgment hurts so very deeply.

Right and wrong are “written on our HEARTS,” not on our minds. Ultimately, our ego minds always get right wrong.

The “voice of conscience” is always an inner voice. There is no external collective conscience. Codifying into law the fullness of who we are is folly. Those are just fun intellectual exercises of the ego intellect. The most perilous of fun. They put the F U in fun.

Though Love came to fulfill the Law, not abolish the Law, we ourselves have not been created to fulfill it by perfecting our compliance. We are created to turn the Law on its head by Love. Only Love leads to compliance; compliance does not lead to love.

Compliance flows FROM love. Compliance does not, cannot, lead TO love.

Only Love is active fulfillment. And fulfillment is not an end, not an achievement or task to be completed or finished. That makes “fulfillment” a difficult word.

If you seek to live by your fullest nature, seek to act always from the place of love.

Simple does not mean easy. Authentic simplicity, in fact, NEVER means easy. If it did, things would not be complicated!

Continued in Love Is Not a Noun (2). What IS Love?

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Neil D. 2020-05-10


The Power of YOU. To Hell with Comparison


[3 minute read]

Why is it so important to learn who you are, then be who you are?

You cannot BE who you are until you KNOW who you are, so must *know* your self before you can *be* your self.

Why is it essential to pay attention to — and know — your feelings, in the process of knowing your self?

Because, that is your power.

YOUR feelings are YOUR power.

And “your” is the only absolutely exclusive, existential experience of you as an individual person.

Exclusive, because it is unique.

No one else is you.

This seems pedantic, but it’s profound. A newborn was presented to an assembly: “This is Teresa. Unique in all of creation. Never has there been, nor will there ever be, another Teresa.”

Unique in all of creation. Never has there been, nor will there ever be, another…

This is true of YOU.

No one else has the experience of being YOU.

You might be conditioned to think that it’s not a big deal. You are just one of many billions alive today. And many more billions to live in the past, and future. But none of those billions and billions are, or have been, or will be, YOU.

Your power is unique. Your truth is unique.

Uniqueness is accompanied by feelings of isolation and loneliness. The thinkers who wrestled with this profundity were called existentialists. Why are those feelings so hard? Because what we seek above all else in human experience is connection.

We seek to be known. “Belonging.”

For an interesting trick, separate that word into two:

BE longing.

Your BEing is someone who longs. And the isolation of uniqueness counters that impulse: If no one else is me, how can anyone know me? Why do I long so deeply to be known?

If no one else has ever been, or will ever be, me, that is isolating.

Uniqueness is isolation.

That is one expression of the human experience.

But your unique feelings and experience are where your power lies. Power shared by no one else. Yours uniquely. If you squander it, there is no power that will fill that vacuum. That is an overwhelming responsibility.

Overwhelming.

When you subscribe to a political tribe, gang, group, or religion, that’s fear of your overwhelming responsibility. Being “like this” or “like that” are likenesses. Our impulse against loneliness. Our longing to be-long. Our impulse to be known.

But groupings and likenesses are artificial. Not authentic reality. What’s real is only you, me, and every person. We like to speak about common interests. But interests are not real either. They are only interesting.

You are naked.

You are alone in being you, so you are alone in *being*, per se.

In a certain sense, that is the only thing you have in common with others. Isolation.

Why are judgmentalism and hypocrisy so insidious to human persons that God became man to remind us that human uniqueness is our greatest power as creatures, and each child’s power can be fully actualized only when love prevails?

You and your judge are unique. Is it not, then, obvious that your standards differ? You cannot know the experience of being someone else, so you cannot judge the extent to which they are free or not. And so it is with you.

In fact, you are an unfair judge even of your self. It’s not given to us to “know” the totality of our experiences consciously at once. And we have so many survival instincts in the form of psychological defenses that keep us unconscious of who we truly are and what we’ve experienced. Even when you judge your own self, you cannot be impartial! You’ve got a lotta damn nerve judging others!

Comparison is a curse of radical freedom that mortally neglects your exclusive, unique power, and that of others. Try to stop. Homogenization is ne’er a cause for celebration. Love is. Love uniqueness.

You are love-worthy because you are different, not because you are similar to anyone else. Ever.

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Neil D. 2020-05-09