Before you begin to exhale your knowledge about different teacher’s concepts of “The Shadow” or “Shadow Sides” or anything with Shadow in its title that a wise person once said, remember back to childhood.
Remember the wonder of your shadow. I remember my son laughing in delight on the playground, watching his shadow follow his silent command. Where his feet went, his shadow feet went.
This weekend I took a photo and I realized my shadow had the capacity of being a character in the photo that gave it an entirely deeper meaning as object being witnessed.
What would happen if you chose to return to pure enjoyment, without your intellect rushing in to explain?
What if you simply took time to enjoy your shadow?
One of the voice in my head hangovers I have heard since perhaps the moment I was conceived is “Whatever you do, don’t get “it” wrong.” It could be whatever I hold the dearest in that particular moment.
“Don’t fail” and “don’t fail’s” sibling ‘don’t try because if you try and fail…..’ and…. what?
I solved this conundrum in adulthood by holding a tiny bird in the center of my palm saying “There is no right, there is no wrong, there is simply ______” Most of the time I say writing.
I could put almost anything as that final word.
“You can’t get this wrong,” I remember telling my friend Josh when we were cooking dinner together. “It is impossible. With this, there are no wrongs, there are only different version of right.”
Samuel is still angry with me about what ‘could have been’ if I had been braver and allowed him to possibly experience failure.
He is possibly and perhaps probably right and perhaps probably wrong and we will never know.
I recently asked myself, “Would you do it over again?” and I said, “Yes, I would do it over again braver, taking more risks and not allowing fear to overshadow the light within me.”
In fact, I wish I could.
I wish I could get taken up into a science fiction life, step into a different dimension and come out with a who-knows-how different ending.
What I can do today, even without the science fiction ending, is to change my responses that might have swung into fears and whispered long-standing warning shouts of “don’t get it wrong!” today and tomorrow and tomorrow’s tomorrow?
Take some time to create from this question. Don’t rush or push or make it into “I have to do this,” write to it because it feels good to do so.
This writing was borne from Meditation Month of Blending Poetry and Meditation. I meditated on the quote in the graphic from Ursula Le Guin’s poem “Leaves” and this morning, 24 hours later, wrote this brief essay in one “writing as a meditation” swoop.
Julie JordanScott has been writing since before she was literate by dictating her thoughts to her mother and then copying in thick crayons onto construction paper. She was a pioneer in epublishing and continues to reach readers through her blog, bestselling books, greeting cards and her essays and poems in anthologies. Join her for #5for5BrainDump beginning May 11 – to experience meditative writing in an online setting. She also hosts or writing circles and a writing for social media program.