How gently and lovingly You wake in my heart, where in secret You dwell alone; and in your sweet breathing, filled with good and glory how tenderly You dwell in my heart with love.
~ THE LIVING FLAME OF LOVE by St. John of the Cross
What is this darkness? What is its name? Call it: an aptitude for sensitivity. Call it: a rich sensitivity which will make you whole. Call it: your potential for vulnerability.
