“Even from a dark night, songs of beauty can be born.” – Mary Anne Radmacher

Indeed, for even in our darkest hours – there *is* a lesson to be learned, something beautiful to behold. It is the night’s song, a simple melody of love just waiting to be heard.

And, when we are still enough, my darlings – that song fills our soul.

Can you hear it? Mine finds me every morning no matter what troubles may attempt to foil my peace.

And, it’s not because I’m more resilient or enlightened, rather – it’s because I *choose* to listen.

I listen through the chaos, the upset, the unsettledness, the fear. I find the means to tune my heart to that which brings me the most joy.

And that joy is inevitably right here.

Our path in life can be unpredictable, at times – but, sometimes it’s those twists and turns that remind us *why* we are here.

Though it may be our nature to question why, perhaps it doesn’t always serve us well.

That is to say, as Rainer Maria Rilke once said, “Try to love and live the question itself. Don’t search for the answer. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.”

Because, when our hearts are set to ‘listen’ – my darlings, this whole world comes into view.