How did they call it in the Bible? A dale of deep darkness. I walk along the path of my life and the light goes out, the inspiration leaves, the inner voice silences, the passion extinguishes, the energy runs low. Life is like wading through a swamp that almost swallows me completely. I can hardly breathe. It gets darker and darker and I feel fear burning like a ball of fire in my stomach. I am afraid I am doomed, did everything wrong. The light disappears completely. I wonder what is left. Well, I am still there, in a terrible state of mind, but still there. My heart pumps, my lungs breathe. I am still alive. And now it all seems a little bit different. The light is not gone; it is just harder to reach it. But it is there, always there. Still feel frightened, but I have faith again.
And now it is time to learn the cockpit flows of the Airbus A320 by head and do some serious flying. It can’t always be fun.
-Partial self portrait in charcoal and pastel.