The Dark Night of the Soul

During that period of my life, I felt like my skull was a priceless ancient vase that had been smashed. Its shattered pieces, too numerous to count, had exploded into outer space. And this turned out to be the opening to a whole new life for me. As my skull came fully back into place, it seemed that something entered my head which hadn’t been there before. Yes, that was a time when I was deeply depressed; but it also was a time when I was spiritually informed. On the other side of that dark night of my soul, I knew, saw, and understood things that I hadn’t known, seen, or understood before. I’ve known other people who have reported similar transformations.