In the brightness of full light the darkest shadows appear. It’s magic, although it might not always feel like this. Especially when you’re standing in the full embracement of life. Feeling the comforting warmth of the sun shining in your neck. Touched by the hand of unconditional love in your back. Your head being held by the beauty of all there is. And then it’s there. Out of the blue. Right in front of you. The tricks of the mind showing you a version of yourself that is a bit out of proportion to say the least. There’s no escape to these unreal reflections that appear so real and show you parts of yourself that you haven’t seen before. Straight into your face. You can’t walk away. It makes you wonder. Doubt. Questioning who you really are. In essence.
Shadows are walking with us to make us see the things we don’t want to see. Pointing out that there’s no light without darkness. No life without death. A pure image of the duality in which we are. Therefore it always has to be so magnified, extreme and unreal. Or painful to see. Ugly. Otherwise we would just step over it. It’s only catching our attention to show life in a different way. Yourself from another perspective.
The essence remains.
And remember…it’s just a shadow. The hocus pocus of life. Part of the trick.
I like shadows. To see the reflection of all there is. In you, in me, in everything. It’s pure magic. It’s life.
Ps. Have you seen that light shining right back at you at the end of the tunnel? It's shining there for you.