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    Learning to Walk in the Dark
    Learning to Walk in the Dark
    Learning to Walk in the Dark
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    Learning to Walk in the Dark

    By Barbara Brown Taylor

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    • Spirituality

    • Fear

    • Darkness

    • Religion

    • Personal Growth

    • Mentor

    • Journey

    • Journey of Self-Discovery

    • Spiritual Awakening

    • Power of Nature

    • Dark Side

    • Power of Darkness

    • Coming of Age

    • Prodigal Son

    • Call to Adventure

    • Faith

    • Fear of the Dark

    • Emotions

    • Night

    • Christianity

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    New York Times Bestseller

    From the New York Times bestselling author of An Altar in the World, Barbara Brown Taylor’s Learning to Walk in the Dark provides a way to find spirituality in those times when we don’t have all the answers.

    Taylor has become increasingly uncomfortable with our tendency to associate all that is good with lightness and all that is evil and dangerous with darkness. Doesn’t God work in the nighttime as well? In Learning to Walk in the Dark, Taylor asks us to put aside our fears and anxieties and to explore all that God has to teach us “in the dark.” She argues that we need to move away from our “solar spirituality” and ease our way into appreciating “lunar spirituality” (since, like the moon, our experience of the light waxes and wanes). Through darkness we find courage, we understand the world in new ways, and we feel God’s presence around us, guiding us through things seen and unseen. Often, it is while we are in the dark that we grow the most.

    With her characteristic charm and literary wisdom, Taylor is our guide through a spirituality of the nighttime, teaching us how to find our footing in times of uncertainty and giving us strength and hope to face all of life’s challenging moments.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherHarperCollins
    Release dateApr 8, 2014
    ISBN9780062102867
    Learning to Walk in the Dark
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    Barbara Brown Taylor

    Barbara Brown Taylor is the author of thirteen books, including the New York Times bestseller An Altar in the World and Leaving Church, which received an Author of the Year award from the Georgia Writers Association. Taylor is the Butman Professor of Religion at Piedmont College, where she has taught since 1998. She lives on a working farm in rural northeast Georgia with her husband, Ed.

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    • 5/5
      Learning to Walk in the Dark emphasizes the error and loss of our constant focus on light as good and darkness as bad. Taylor begins by discussing our unwillingness to live in literal darkness, our preference for keeping our lives well lit. While she doesn't say so directly, she depicts this as an effort to cling to control by denying our monsters their natural habitat. Taylor points out that in the Genesis creation story, God creates light and separates it from dark. God does not create dark; it is already there. And God does not pronounce the light good and the dark bad. Rather, our incessant search for light has turned the darkness to a fearful place.But, as Taylor discusses, the dark is where growth occurs. When Moses has a close encounter with his God, it takes place in a dark cloud. Jesus spends nights alone in prayer. When John of the Cross speaks of "the dark night of the soul," he is speaking not of depression but of the struggle to strip away all appearances and assumptions, to meet God as clearly as possible.Taylor contends that we are undergoing a sea change in how we experience faith and spirituality, the largest since the Protestant reformation. Simple dualities and memorized creeds are outgrown and yield no credible spiritual experience. It is only by stripping away whatever we think we know of God that we can approach an authentic experience of God. We must turn from the blinding light and learn to see, and walk, in the dark.I find Taylor's arguments compelling and heartening, given my own dissatisfaction not only with creeds but with the emphasis on light and rationality. I would love to have had more "instruction" on how to do it, but I'm not sure it would be possible to provide it. I'm smiling as I envision the ads I could place in the paper to find a teacher for this arcane but necessary subject.
    • 4/5
      Barbara Brown Taylor writes of her journey into considering darkness as equally important to life as light. She speaks of discovering endarkenment as the natural complement of enlightenment. She asks why we are so afraid of the dark, why we fear what we will find there. Why do we drown ourselves in light? What have we lost by language that demonizes darkness and technology that keeps us in light all our waking hours and more?This book reads like a shared journal. She is not trying to be “all cleaned up;” she shares her sometimes intent and sometimes ambling study of darkness.Taylor writes, “’darkness’ is shorthand for anything that scares me – that I want no part of – either because I am sure that I do not have the resources to survive it or because I do not want to find out.”By studying darkness from various aspects, she opens up concepts that exist there. In darkness, there are different skills, insights, and ways of being than in the light. She explores caves, blindness, moon phases, natural night darkness, dark emotions, “the dark night of the soul,” and religious icons of darkness.She understands darkness and light as coming from the same Source, and questions the tendency to separate them, categorizing one as good and the other as bad. Though darkness is her journey in this book, it is a similar journey into silence and absence. Why are we so afraid to stay with these still and alone places until they are through with us? Why do we have so little tolerance for the discomfort of our dark emotions that we cannot stay long enough to learn what they have to offer us? Why must we cover silence with noise, absence with presence, stillness with activity, and darkness with light?“The energy required to keep darkness at bay was fast becoming more than I could manage. Perhaps there was another way? So here at the end, I think this may be a book about living with loss…especially difficult in a culture that words so hard to look the other way.” Taylor gives Pema Chodron credit for this description: “The real problem has far less to do with what is really out there than it does with our resistance to finding out what is really out there. The suffering comes from our reluctance to learn to walk in the dark.”"When God is Silent" is more elegantly written (more like a sermon than a journal). "Learning to Walk in the Dark" seeks to raise our curiosity and prompt our own journey. "An Altar in the World: A Geography of Faith" is about practices. They are all three meaningful to me.
    • 4/5
      Refreshing openness in her personal theology. I was thrilled to see her quote Thomas Merton's prayer which is the one quote I have had on my mirror for many years. Her experiences were great reading.
    • 5/5
      I read this book in Bible study and rereading it!
    • 5/5
      This was exactly the book I needed at this time. The author has written about her journey through darkness both spiritual and physical. She shares with the reader her discoveries that darkness in itself is not evil. That not being able to see and feel God during dark times of your life is not sin, but can be an incredible learning experience, discovering what God is not, and the misconceptions we have about Him. She talks about the concept of "Solar" Christianity and how the metaphors in the Bible about dark and light have been twisted, so that now Christians fear the dark times of the soul and feel like failures if they experience them. She also shows how many of God's mightiest works were accomplished in the dark. Aside from the religion, she explores the darkness of depression and fear, discussing the need to live in the moment and not run from it.This isn't a book of answers, it is a book of questions and exploration. It is affirmation for those of us who don't seem to fit into traditional Sunny Christianity anymore, but can't explain why. It is a book of promise that the dark of the soul or of the night can be a tremendous place to explore and not fear if we will stand still and listen. I will be rereading this, slowly, thoughtfully and spending more time outside at night without a flashlight.

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    • 5/5
      Using physical darkness and all the fears and uncertainties it summons, Taylor leads the reader to explore the darkness of the soul and the darkness of uncertainty. Beginning with an exploration of nighttime darkness, she moves to the "fascinating mystery of God...this darkness and cloud is always between you and God." A chapter on the intrusion of light into our culture and environment focuses on now too much light affects our lives and what she calls "solar spirituality." Moving from the physical darkness of night, she explores the world of the blind and undergoes a physical experience of blindness. Losing eyesight causes one to strengthen the other senses of sound and scent. How much of the world are we missing due to too much seeing and not enough listening.And what seemed at first to be the most unusual chapter "Entering the Stone," Taylor uses caves metaphorically and literally experiencing what to me feels light a frightening experience in a cave. I admit, I was puzzled and thought the entire experience seemed a gratuitous and somewhat weird; however, moving from the cave to the dark night of the soul is some of the best explanation of faith I have ever read. This is a challenging book and one that will provide much to think about. This is the first book I've read by Taylor, but I immediately sought out more. Taylor's writing are those to be read and re-read.

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    Learning to Walk in the Dark - Barbara Brown Taylor

    Dedication

    For all the children of the night

    Epigraph

    There is a tendency for us to flee from the wild silence and the wild dark, to pack up our gods and hunker down behind city walls, to turn the gods into idols, to kowtow before them and approach their precincts only in the official robes of office. And when we are in the temples, then who will hear the voice crying in the wilderness? Who will hear the reed shaken by the wind?

    —Chet Raymo, The Soul of the Night

    CONTENTS

    DEDICATION

    EPIGRAPH

    INTRODUCTION: Treasures of Darkness

    1. Who’s Afraid of the Dark?

    2. The Fear of the Lord

    3. Hampered by Brilliance

    4. The Dark Emotions

    5. The Eyes of the Blind

    6. Entering the Stone

    7. The Dark Night of the Soul

    8. Working with Darkness

    9. Our Lady of the Underground

    EPILOGUE: Blessing the Day

    ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

    NOTES

    SOURCES AND PERMISSIONS

    ABOUT THE AUTHOR

    ALSO BY BARBARA BROWN TAYLOR

    CREDITS

    COPYRIGHT

    ABOUT THE PUBLISHER

    Introduction: Treasures of Darkness

    I will give you the treasures of darkness and riches hidden in secret places, so that you may know that it is I, the LORD, the God of Israel, who call you by your name.

    —Isaiah 45:3

    Come inside now, it’s getting dark." That is my mother speaking, saying the same thing she said every night when she looked out the kitchen window and saw that the sun was going down. It did not matter whether the window was in Kansas, Ohio, Alabama, or Georgia. Dark was dark, and she wanted her children inside. It must have cost her a lot to call us, since it meant that the quiet house would soon be filled with the noise of three small, loud girls, but she did it anyway. She loved us enough to let us play outside until the cicadas cranked up and bats started swooping through the sky; then she loved us enough to call us inside so that nothing bad would happen to us in the dark.

    The dangerousness of the dark was like the law of gravity. No one could say exactly how it worked, but everyone agreed on it. When night fell, children were gathered inside, front porch lights were switched on, curtains were drawn, and doors were locked. The inside of the house became a showcase of artificial light: the fluorescent ring on the ceiling of the kitchen, 40-watt appliance bulbs in the oven hood, 25-watt bulbs shaped like candles in the dining room chandelier, standard 60-watt bulbs in the lamps in the living room, the phosphorescent glow of the television set in the den. There was nothing you could not do in a house like that. Even if you got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, small night-lights plugged into every baseboard outlet would guide you to your destination like an airplane making a landing after dark.

    I never questioned the need for all this light, since the dangerousness of the dark was more apparent to me inside the house than out. After one or the other of my parents had kissed me good night and turned off the light by my bed, there was always a moment of bliss under the tent of my sheets while my eyes adjusted to the low light coming through the window. Had I been an easy sleeper, I might have drifted off on that tide of contentment, but I have never been an easy sleeper. Once the smell of my parents had faded away along with their footsteps; once I could feel their protection dissipate as they moved away from me; once it became apparent to me that they had checked me off their list for the night and had turned their attention to other things, then all the loose darkness in that room started to collect in the closet and under the bed, pulling itself together with such magnetic malevolence that I could not keep my mind away from it.

    Without benefit of maturity or therapy, I had no way of knowing that the darkness was as much inside me as it was outside me, or that I had any power to affect its hold on me. No one had ever taught me to talk back to the dark or even to breathe into it. The idea that it might be friendly was absurd. The only strategy I had ever been taught for dealing with my fear of the dark was to turn on the lights and yell for help. Even then, when my parents came back to ask what I was afraid of, they took my answers at face value. There are no monsters under your bed, they assured me, getting down on their knees to look. There are no witches in your closet, they said, opening the door to show me, as if scientific proof would make a bit of difference once they had turned out the lights and left the room again.

    Since I am only five years old in this memory, there is no telling what I might have said if they had asked me what color the monsters’ eyes were, or what the witches were planning to do to me. If they had, I might have learned to become more curious about what the darkness inside me was dishing up. I might have learned to look more deeply instead of looking away, but one thing my parents and I shared was the wish for a quick fix. They wanted to get back to whatever they were doing in the living room and I wanted to stop being afraid, so we settled on a solution that worked for both of us: eliminate the darkness. Leave a light on in my room at night so that it was never dark.

    You would have to ask an anthropologist how well this childhood history matches the history of the human race, but when I look around the world today, it seems clear that eliminating darkness is pretty high on the human agenda—not just physical darkness but also metaphysical darkness, which includes psychological, emotional, relational, and spiritual darkness. What do I mean by darkness? I guess that depends on what color your monsters’ eyes are. Most people do not know what they mean by darkness except that they want to stay out of it. Just say the word and the associations begin to flow: night, nightmare, ghost, graveyard, cave, bat, vampire, death, devil, evil, criminal, danger, doubt, depression, loss, fear. Fear is the main thing. Almost everyone is afraid of being afraid. Beyond that, no one’s list is exactly like anyone else’s. It fits the way a shadow fits, because darkness is sticky. It attracts meaning like a magnet, picking up everything in its vicinity that is not fully lit.

    If you decide to read the rest of this book, you will learn plenty about what darkness means to me. For now, it is enough to say that darkness is shorthand for anything that scares me—that I want no part of—either because I am sure that I do not have the resources to survive it or because I do not want to find out. The absence of God is in there, along with the fear of dementia and the loss of those nearest and dearest to me. So is the melting of polar ice caps, the suffering of children, and the nagging question of what it will feel like to die. If I had my way, I would eliminate everything from chronic back pain to the fear of the devil from my life and the lives of those I love—if I could just find the right night-lights to leave on.

    At least I think I would. The problem is this: when, despite all my best efforts, the lights have gone off in my life (literally or figuratively, take your pick), plunging me into the kind of darkness that turns my knees to water, nonetheless I have not died. The monsters have not dragged me out of bed and taken me back to their lair. The witches have not turned me into a bat. Instead, I have learned things in the dark that I could never have learned in the light, things that have saved my life over and over again, so that there is really only one logical conclusion. I need darkness as much as I need light.

    The problem is that there are so few people who can teach me about that. Most of the books on the New York Times How-To bestseller list are about how to avoid various kinds of darkness. If you want to learn how to be happy and stay that way, how to win out over your adversaries at work, or how to avoid aging by eating the right foods, there is a book for you. If you are not a reader, you can always find someone on the radio, the television, or the web who will tell you about the latest strategy for staying out of your dark places, or at least distract you from them for a while. Most of us own so many electronic gadgets that there is always a light box within reach when any kind of darkness begins to descend on us. Why watch the sun go down when you could watch the news instead? Why lie awake at night when a couple of rounds of Moonlight Mahjong could put you back to sleep?

    I wish I could turn to the church for help, but so many congregations are preoccupied with keeping the lights on right now that the last thing they want to talk about is how to befriend the dark. Plus, Christianity has never had anything nice to say about darkness. From earliest times, Christians have used darkness as a synonym for sin, ignorance, spiritual blindness, and death. Visit almost any church and you can still hear it used that way today: Deliver us, O Lord, from the powers of darkness. Shine into our hearts the brightness of your Holy Spirit, and protect us from all perils and dangers of the night.

    Since I live on a farm where the lights can go out for days at a time, this language works at a practical level. When it is twenty degrees outside at midnight and tree branches heavy with ice are crashing to the ground around your house, it makes all kinds of sense to pray for protection from the dangers of the night. When coyotes show up in the yard after dark, eyeing your crippled old retriever as potential fast food, the perils of the night are more than theoretical. So I can understand how people who lived before the advent of electricity—who sometimes spent fourteen hours in the dark without the benefit of so much as a flashlight—might have become sensitive to the powers of darkness, asking God for deliverance in the form of bright morning light.

    At the theological level, however, this language creates all sorts of problems. It divides every day in two, pitting the light part against the dark part. It tucks all the sinister stuff into the dark part, identifying God with the sunny part and leaving you to deal with the rest on your own time. It implies things about dark-skinned people and sight-impaired people that are not true. Worst of all, it offers people of faith a giant closet in which they can store everything that threatens or frightens them without thinking too much about those things. It rewards them for their unconsciousness, offering spiritual justification for turning away from those things, for God is light and in him there is no darkness at all (1 John 1:5).

    To embrace that teaching and others like it at face value can result in a kind of spirituality that deals with darkness by denying its existence or at least depriving it of any meaningful attention. I call it full solar spirituality, since it focuses on staying in the light of God around the clock, both absorbing and reflecting the sunny side of faith. You can usually recognize a full solar church by its emphasis on the benefits of faith, which include a sure sense of God’s presence, certainty of belief, divine guidance in all things, and reliable answers to prayer. Members strive to be positive in attitude, firm in conviction, helpful in relationship, and unwavering in faith. This sounds like heaven on earth. Who would not like to dwell in God’s light 24/7?

    If you have ever belonged to such a community, however, you may have discovered that the trouble starts when darkness falls on your life, which can happen in any number of unsurprising ways: you lose your job, your marriage falls apart, your child acts out in some attention-getting way, you pray hard for something that does not happen, you begin to doubt some of the things you have been taught about what the Bible says. The first time you speak of these things in a full solar church, you can usually get a hearing. Continue to speak of them and you may be reminded that God will not let you be tested beyond your strength. All that is required of you is to have faith. If you still do not get the message, sooner or later it will be made explicit for you: the darkness is your own fault, because you do not have enough faith.

    Having been on the receiving end of this verdict more than once, I do not think it is as mean as it sounds. The people who said it seemed genuinely to care about me. They had honestly offered me the best they had. Since their sunny spirituality had not given them many skills for operating in the dark, I had simply exhausted their resources. They could not enter the dark without putting their own faith at risk, so they did the best they could. They stood where I could still hear them and begged me to come back into the light.

    If I could have, I would have. There are days when I would give anything to share their vision of the world and their ability to navigate it safely, but my spiritual gifts do not seem to include the gift of solar spirituality. Instead, I have been given the gift of lunar spirituality, in which the divine light available to me waxes and wanes with the season. When I go out on my porch at night, the moon never looks the same way twice. Some nights it is as round and bright as a headlight; other nights it is thinner than the sickle hanging in my garage. Some nights it is high in the sky, and other nights low over the mountains. Some nights it is altogether gone, leaving a vast web of stars that are brighter in its absence. All in all, the moon is a truer mirror for my soul than the sun that looks the same way every day.

    After I stopped thinking that all these fluctuations meant something was wrong with me, a great curiosity opened up: what would my life with God look like if I trusted this rhythm instead of opposing it? What was I afraid of, exactly, and how much was I missing by reaching reflexively for the lights? Did I have enough faith to explore the dark instead of using faith to bar all my doors? How much more was in store for me if I could learn to walk in the dark? This book is a record of where I looked and what I found, which makes it more a journal than a manual. You are still welcome to come along,

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