Beyond the expanse of space,
Buried in the immensity of time,
In frigidity and darkness
Of forgotten times and places,
Shadow has been the denied,
Part of myself
Which I have obstinately disowned.
Yet, at all times in my life,
Wherever I have been,
Shadow has followed me.
That's why it's called "shadow".
I tried to ignore it
And believe it was hidden
Far into space and deep into time.
But it has been with me always.
It has followed me everywhere.
Now, I turn around and look at my Shadow.
I sit down and contemplate it, face to face.
I become still and listen to what it has to say.
I feel love pouring
out of my Heart
For this part of myself which I had condemned.
It is not as frightening and ugly as I had imagined.
This part of myself has been suffering.
Suffering is the polar
opposite of joy.
How can I reach the heights of joy
If I deny the depths of despair and rage?
Shadow has become my friend, my ally.
This part of myself, now,
Makes me whole.
I love you, Shadow.
I acknowledge and appreciate you.
I am you, you are me.
With you, I am whole again.
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