Who Are We in the Dark?

Harvest Love Journal

Who are we when there’s no one watching?
When the room is quiet, the mirror empty, the phone silent—
what remains?

For so long, many of us learn to dress the outer layers:
How do I want to be seen?
What will help me succeed?
What image will make me feel accepted, safe, or worthy?

But what if we pause and ask:
Where did those needs come from?
Are they fulfilling, or are they exhausting?

A dear friend once said,
“People are like onions.”
Layer after layer, we wear stories, roles, identities, expectations.

But what happens when we begin to gently peel them back?

There is no right or wrong here.
Just a quiet space to wonder, to listen, to be.
Because beneath the layers isn’t a performance—it’s a pulse.

Journal Invitation:

Who are we in the dark?
Who are we when everything is still, unseen, and unfiltered?
What does our inner world sound like in silence?

Do our layers define us, or do they decorate us?
If we peel one away, who remains?
And at the core—what color is your truth today?

🌘 A Thought to Sit With:

“Sometimes my core feels hot and red with anger,
Sometimes calm, like purple dusk,
Sometimes shiny yellow with joy.
But even deeper than that...
there’s the observer—quiet, unchanging, eternal.
Maybe the layers are what we play with.
But the core?
That’s who we get to come home to.”

Let this entry be our invitation:
Not to fix or define ourselves,
but to witness the shape of our soul
when everything else falls away.

Let’s wonder together.
Let’s play.
Let’s peel.

Maybe there is gold in the unraveling.

With Wonder, Ilda