The Dark is Strong

I am lost. I cannot see in any direction. I had heard of the black called pitch. Now, I have experienced it. I understand my mother's warning of avoiding the woods near our home, which she called the Dark. I didn't know what was out there, and I could never understand. She said, "The Dark is only out to make us fall. They will never truly understand for they lost the knowledge of the truth." What exactly was the Dark and what was the truth? My mother never told me. At 13, I found her dead. Now, I'm 22 and I'm in the Dark.

I suddenly feel the wind, and I quickly look around. Is it what my mother warned me about? Are they here for me too? A voice tells me, "Be calm... I am... of... the light." It sounds like it is going through a thick, transparent wall to reach me. I call out, "I hear you. Please show yourself." More rustling, and then a flash of light. It blinds me and I shake it off. I open my eyes and see it; realizing I am in the presence of an Angel. "You are not safe in the darkness. You must find the light, I am here to help you," the Angel tells me and I listen intently. It reminds me of my mother's warnings. Is she right? Are there beings that make us fall? I hear, "We must go." I look up at the Angel and say, "Can you show me out of this darkness?"

The Angel tells me, "To control the darkness you need to turn on the light. I cannot show you how to create your own light. I am your guide, but you must get out on your own." The Angel carries a force of power in his voice. I step away from the Angel as I feel an energetic blindness. I kneel down and focus on the energy around me. I hear, "We must build on what is already there." The words ring true in my ears and I know what to do now. I focus on the light and expand it in my mind, creating more within it. I feel like I'm flying and I open my eyes. I'm not flying and I realize I'm standing stationary in my driveway. I look for the Angel, but I do not see him. All I see is the light, and I am no longer in the dark.