In the light, I cannot escape my shadow. Many believe I am or could be used to it after all these years. My fears, uncertainties, and doubts resurfaced on a hot, sunny afternoon. I wondered what this shadow was meant to represent. With a combination of relentless heat and minimal shade nearby to hide within, the question stayed with me. As my mind focused on the question, I could feel a turning away from the negative to the positive question of who and what my shadow represented.
My shadow is always with me. Even in the darkness and storms, when others cannot see their shadows, I am sure mine is with me. There is a confidence and belief that comes from knowing and experiencing. In the light, especially when it is hot and sunny, there is a stark contrast with me on my walk, the barriers I encounter, and even the water I cannot cross. My belief in something personal and unique to me yet shared with others has been born from endless examples played out in life. It mirrors the character with a mission referred to by the old writer, “to save everyone who comes to God through him, always on the job to speak up for them.” (Hebrews 7.25)
My shadow is always on my side. I have never been hurt, harmed, or traumatised by my shadow. My experience is the opposite. I have been inspired and filled with hope and curiosity. I have come to appreciate the symbolism my shadow brings. With this ever-changing yet oh-so-familiar image, I have rediscovered Divinity, Kindness, and Care. It is easy to lose sight of my acceptance and sense of belonging. My shadow takes me there without a word. I am reminded that I always have a friend and companion. I am reminded that there is more to the moment than just myself.
My shadow likes to move with me. As I danced and continued with life, I caught my shadow playing with me. I am in a wonderful dance with a Presence that will never leave.
