A Night Journeyer Reflects Upon Returning

My time of Descent is finished, or rather it is fulfilled. It is never that place we attain which is changed: We are changed. We descend to fields of riches. Often the air glitters with gold, silver and multi-colored gems. If we scooped up those riches and ascended with them, would this placed be plunged into greater darkness? Would our daylight world be transformed into pure wealth? I can only repeat what those of us who descend say again and again: Down there, in that primal calm, desires are changed into spiritual hopes, and as my colleague, Emily says, "Down there we enjoy the Light Show. We don't want to disrupt it. And when we return, we travel light, we are fleet." Eventually, all of us make a pledge to return from the depths empty-handed, weighing less than when we left. What we love to do is to mock gravity and greed and gluttony! You know how I recover from the hardship of descending? I play music by Haydn, because it carries no baggage, it is so light in weight and it moves so fast, it lifts itself into the air. It flies. That is the experience of The Descent... Don't envy us. What we do is hard and dangerous. Look up into the Night Sky. Don't you see it is already morning there! It's only dark and gloomy down here. That sky bursting with the light of the universe, that is your sky, your world, your home. Treasure it....