Welcome.
It's good to be with you.
This is a talk,
A topic,
An articulation of a framework that emerged for me from a dream.
I receive songs in my dreams often.
Sometimes I'm singing them,
Sometimes someone is singing them to me,
Sometimes they just arrive from some unseen dream source.
And nine times out of ten,
I will wake up remembering that there was a song in my dream without actually retaining a single note or a syllable.
But this is about that tenth time,
When I woke up singing.
One lyric,
Over and over,
And if you'll indulge me,
I'd like to sing it for you.
Fill in a black star with the one.
Fill in a black star with the one.
Fill in a black star with the one,
The one,
The one.
Fill in a black star with the one.
It felt important.
It felt like an articulation of something that I already knew without knowing yet that I knew it.
So I sat with it,
And I began to ask myself,
What do I know of black stars?
A black star is a theoretical object.
It forms when a massive star collapses under the weight of its own gravity.
But,
And this is key,
Even in the face of this collapse,
A black star doesn't become a black hole.
Time slows down.
It almost stops just outside of what physicists would call the event horizon,
The point of no return.
Light becomes nearly invisible,
But it doesn't disappear.
Even though it looks like total absence,
The structure of the star and the light that it contains,
It's still there.
So deep inside of itself that it's almost unseen,
But still there.
A black hole appears as total collapse,
Complete cave-in,
All information lost.
A black star is what remains in the halt just before total collapse.
It's the light that still shines,
Barely,
In the aftermath of near-complete annihilation.
Many of us have encountered the concept of shadow work,
The psychological concept that we carry unconscious and disowned aspects of ourselves,
And that healing means bringing those parts out of the darkness and into the light of conscious awareness.
I have found real value in this framework.
In the effort to make contact with my wildest desires,
With my deepest vulnerabilities,
With my anger and my grief,
All of this has mattered to me.
But something about shadow work as a be-all,
End-all framework always felt close but not quite for me.
Like,
The framework was built for a house that I had visited but never really lived in.
And here's what I came to understand.
There's an assumption underlying this model that shadow aspects of the self become repressed because they were deemed socially unacceptable.
So the path to healing,
Then,
Is about visibility,
It's about articulation,
It's about bringing those repressed aspects into the light.
But what if you come from people whose whole selves were never safe to be expressed at all?
What if you come from lineages that were structurally denied acceptance?
What if you inhabit a body formed from bodies that were surveilled,
Violated,
Disciplined,
Exploited,
Not just for one individual or for one season but across multiple generations?
What if many of the things that we might call shadow are not actually unconscious but rather were quite consciously and strategically contained as a means of survival?
This recognition requires a different relationship to darkness and light than the shadow work framework can offer us.
I have carried shadows inside of me but I have also carried black stars.
Not repressed personality traits or hidden desires but black stars,
Sights marking the compression of my life force.
Places where energy and light were not rejected for fear of social judgment but rather had no choice but to collapse inward for the sake of survival.
Places where expression slowed to an almost halt,
Where radiance dimmed to an almost darkness in order to avoid complete destruction.
And I want to name this clearly,
That compression was an intelligence because it prioritized preservation.
It chose survival over spectacle and it kept the light.
Barely,
Densely,
Rather than losing it entirely.
I acknowledge the miracle of that self-preservation under such enormous weight.
And I honor the many once embodied and now ancestral miracles that preserved themselves before me,
For me.
Shadow work asks,
What am I avoiding in myself?
Black star work asks,
What had to compress itself within me,
Within us to keep us alive?
And these are not the same questions.
Because the movement of shadow into light assumes that healing comes from visibility,
That insight and articulation are what's necessary for integration.
And for people with lineages and nervous systems like mine,
This can carry danger.
It can feel like pressure toward premature expression,
Toward performing our healing before the conditions are safe enough to hold it.
The black stars inside of us knew that visibility could be dangerous in the absence of safety,
In the presence of the weight of implied destruction.
They knew that their eventual decompression,
Their eventual return to expression had to happen slowly,
Somatically,
Relationally,
Over time and across lineages.
So what is the one?
Fill in a black star with the one.
What's the one?
The one is coherence.
The one is unity without the weight of hierarchy,
Safety without the need for vigilance,
Love that does not force expansion or performance of itself to prove itself worthy.
We experience the one in moments of co-regulation,
In moments when our silence is held safely,
In moments when our bodies receive the felt-sense data of being witnessed without extraction.
Black stars are not places within us that need to be fixed.
They're not parts of ourselves that we must force into illumination.
They are compressed places that are ready when the conditions allow to be filled with unity,
With love just as they are without needing them to perform under the lights.
And this requires changing the conditions around the compressed place.
It requires a stewardship of care,
Somatic wisdom,
Relational intelligence,
And ancestral survival cosmology.
And it's in this encounter with the one,
With safety,
With love,
With true witnessing,
That a black star knows it need not collapse any further.
And the light can soften.
And it can begin to move at its own pace.
And expression can return.
Decompression is possible and perhaps even inevitable once our compression is met with the signal of safety.
So here's a question for you.
Are you full of unacceptable parts?
Or are you full of parts that learned to become dense to protect you because the world was unsafe?
Are you full of shadows that need to be brought into the light?
Or are you full of darkness that wisely hid as much of your light as possible so that you could survive without extinguishing it completely?
If what you've heard in this talk feels true for you,
Know that you do not need to rush your expansion.
You can respect your dense and dark parts for the intelligence with which they've operated for generations before you.
And you can approach these parts not as if they must be brought to light,
But as though you must bring to them your love.
Near annihilation is terrifying,
And those compressed places inside of you are likely still anticipating total destruction.
So we can tend to these black stars with reverence,
With love,
So that the light that's there,
And I promise you,
It's there,
Can know that it's safe to shine again.
We can choose slow radiance over spectacle.
And as we draw to a close,
I'd like to leave you with a somatic anchor,
A really brief practice that invites you to enter into this territory of black star work.
So you can place a hand somewhere on your body that feels neutral,
That feels without charge.
And once that hand has gently,
Softly landed there,
In that anchor of safety,
Bring your conscious awareness to any place in your body where you feel density or compression.
And just breathe with it.
You don't need to do anything.
You can just hold it generously.
And allow yourself to feel yourself as the love that is ready to meet this part when this part is ready to be met.
When this black star feels safe and held by you,
You can fill in this black star with the one,
With love.
And it won't happen overnight,
But it will happen.
The decompression won't be instant,
But it will be real.
Thank you so much for listening to this talk and for practicing with me a little bit here at the end.
I look forward to meeting you here again on Insight Timer soon.
Much love.