“The black moment is the moment when the real message of transformation is going to come. At the darkest moment comes the light.”
- Joseph Campbell
Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.
A short post, dear readers. Some photos from the butterfly house at the Devonian Gardens. (Which is where the Japanese Garden is from a couple of posts back, also). It was impossible to capture the butterflies the day we were there but Chloe pointed out these displays, and to humour her I took the photos. I didn't think they'd look like much, but they do, don't they?
I think we're always constantly transforming, evolving. In this house, it feels like we're all on the cusp of something, moving toward new things, new possibilities. Rob has been feeling his way into his flower paintings, this new series of his, and now has the support of an amazing new gallery, in Banff, Canada House Gallery. The paintings seem to have more and more depth to them. And our Chloe will be going to high school, in a couple of short weeks. As for me, I am in a combination of states.....not only one merging into another. It's very complicated, very tiring. To be all these things at once.
And I know the black moment that Campbell speaks of, having been there before, fallen back into it, and known I would never come out. Yet, the light arrives, nonetheless. How intimate one becomes with these black moments, though they're never quite as frequent in a life as you'd imagine. Looking back on them though - you know what magic there is in that unspeakable dark. You know the gift you've been given.