As a kid, shadows are as good as a toy. Heck – more than a few of us have fun making shadow puppets on a bedroom wall at night as young at heart types – perfecting hand positioning for a rabbit, giraffe, or crocodile.
As a kid, we jump over shadows, we look for them behind us as we walk or run, we engage the shadow with such confidence in where we stand that we move the lights and our bodies to make them look different.
But, then we grow up…really grow up.
The word shadow can take on an entirely new meaning as an adult. It can be the things about us we consider the ugliest aspects of ourselves.
Shadows can become scary, because our take on them is much different when we are adults. They seem to hold up a mirror to us about our failures, perceived inadequacies, painful memories. Those shadows can seem to just get bigger and bigger when we refuse to look directly at them.
Here’s a challenge: What would happen if you looked at your shadow self?
It’s the less polished side of us.
Sometimes looking directly at a shadow has a way of giving it less power over us – maybe even dissolving it away.