I'm here moping around when I "should" be doing something constructive.
I'm here longing, with every morsel of my being, for something I cannot even name.
I'm here harboring unmerciful thoughts.
I'm here being a cowardly, sobbing jerk, being unkind...to myself.
I''m here hoping, praying, pleading that I can, that we all can, stop hiding/protecting/shielding/blocking the light.
I'm here (in my beautiful friend Judy's words) trying to find my true north, trying to stop knocking myself off track.
I'm here to tell you (and myself) you're not alone. You're never alone.
I'm here to tell you that we all have a cowardly shadow self, that it's safe to stop hiding it.
I'm here hoping that if you haven't yet read the above words by Elizabeth Lesser, that you'll read them now, and that if you have read them, you'll read them again.
I'm here to tell you that we're doing ourselves and each other a grave disservice when we try and safeguard our shadows.
I'm here longing, deeply longing, for connection and reassurance.
I'm here hesitantly, humbly, laughably admitting that I have a shadow self.
I'm here to tell you that nothing Real can be threatened. And that what is Real is always only a breath away.
Where are you?