A life lived always on mountaintops, all sunshine, everything going our way, is never going to grow us up. We’ll never reach the fullness of our destiny without the dark places, the valleys in life.

Life in this material world is a mixture of (sun drenched) Mountains & (dark, gloomy) Valleys

Without the dark there’s no dawn, without the dark, there’s no sunset, no sunrise. Without the winter, the snow, there’s no spring, no summer.