My shadow happens to be my greatest enemy as a child. I get so irritated whenever I stand and my shadow stands with me and equally decides to sit whenever I make up my mind to sit. I was myopic.
Such a jobless Being I'd thought. At least get something doing and keep yourself busy I often muttered to myself. It never stopped following me around. Could this be my Guardian Angel? I asked myself on a second thought.
Years later, I grew and advanced mentally and that was when I realized that I was actually being repugnant to myself because I am my shadow and my shadow is me. My shadow dies when I die and having it with me simply means I have the breath of life. Now I prioritize my shadow as much as I prioritize my life.
I can't lose my shadow because it represents me infinitely. And my shadow can't die because I am a light source that powers its existence. It's a symbol of self and a glimpse of my being. If there's one thing I don't wanna lose its my shadow because loosing is equivalent to loosing my value.
With this knowledge, I restructured my thoughts, I embraced my shadow and sought to get a better view of life. I became good at what I do knowing that is the only way to add value to myself. I understood life was dependent on me just like my shadow and I posed to give it only the best.
Very nice reflection on the shadow, I remember as a child I always played with it, a hug and nice start of the week for you =) ♥
Thanks 😊
The shadow is inseparable from our dwelling in the world, although there are some writers who have played with its separation from us. There are several ways of understanding the shadow; one of the ones I respect the most is the one proposed by the psychoanalyst Carl Gustav Jung. Greetings, @justme4u.