Into each life, valleys appear. Places so low, we as much feel as we see the darkness.
Nothing can prevent these invaginations in a life, even if well-lived.
We can become turned around in such valleys when we had become accustomed to the peak’s perspective.
But, fall you will, into the valley of your creation or brought along by the act of another.
You need not fear the valley formation if you can still see the light of your Beacon (God, Universe or whatever you hold dear).
The sight of the Beacon is the magnet, pulling the Soul’s pieces together so the climb, in rightful orientation, may begin.