Embracing the shadow is such a vital part of self-love. All that I as a human being told myself was wrong. All that I locked up to forget and survive, which is what we as people have learned to do. I don’t know how.
There come times when the shadow no longer able to be suppressed calls out and screams for admittance. For recognition, for sight- for love.
This is the dance with the shadow. I actually physically dance, it brings my body to express all that I haven’t allowed it to speak when I was busy surviving. It supports me listening and witnessing rather than taking on old destructive habits. This is so healing for me.
Those who are present to shadow materia are often treated like the hot stove no one wants to touch. Absolute avoidance or concern. I have no concern for this nor avoidance. It is very human and important to feel, to be alive and recognize the shadow. There is nothing wrong and shadow work can poke at anothers shadow to speak. I believe that is the fear reaction. That is fine. It is not my business.
For me, I would normally disappear myself when this experience comes up for me. Not anymore. I speak openly of this and freely as there is no shame in loving myself.
There is ultimately no ‘me’ or ‘it’ when it comes to shadow. It is all me. Just parts of me neglected asking for tenderness, acceptance, love. Facing social imprints, possibly even biological and genetic imprints, of shame straight from my very DNA. Shame, shame, shame. I face it all, the slivers of guilt to say it’s OK to all of it. That is not easy.
As I embrace and love my shadow, I stand in my innocence and recall who I am- Divine love. There is nothing to forgive and for me that is the practice to remember.
Shadow materia is the most pure substance to create with, it is just a conditioning that has made it seem otherwise. I choose to defy superstition and embrace love.