Dear Beloved Tribe,
Those dark shadowy days of Halloween and Day of the Dead are here.
I've never been a Halloween person, I just didn't like it after my early years...and yet recently I realized we are truly celebrating the shadow...all parts of ourselves we don't see and yet are present.
In Western culture we are often encouraged to disregard these parts, act like we're solely made of sunshine and good thoughts.
Yet by not acknowledging the shadow, it can rise up unseen and act out in surprising ways.
In Mexico the dark is included. Parades are full of gory devils and beings both animal and human.
What if we could knowingly invite the shadow to the table?
Could we roar in anger safely in our own privacy? Embrace our desire to be mean and harmful for conscious moments before releasing them?
Recently I've needed to make friends with the not so nice parts of myself. That person is angry when she gets hurt, she's not nice, and she says No fast and furiously.
In the old days I was deeply shamed and stunned by her. Now I listen up and ask her what she needs.
I've made a study of when she shows up. She takes over when I'm missing something in my life, feel uncomfortably vulnerable with others, or have little personal space in my life.
Now I invite her to the party, put her on my knee, listen in, and soothe her after tears and anger, jealousy and rage.
No need to be that with others if I can be present. She's mine to love and honor.
Do you know your shadow? Do you take care of her? Attend to her needs?
Bring her to the table, she wants to come out of the dark.
In many cultures she's ceremonially fed.
Get to know your Shadow...she's one more part of you to love...
Happy Halloween and Dia de los Muertos.
Love and Blessings,
Your heart knows the way. Run in that direction!