This Saturday, August 16th, 2008 there will be a partial lunar eclipse. Those folks living in Africa, Europe, parts of Australia and South America will be able to view the variance of light and form.
No light and therefore, no shadows.
My other self- always nearby
I don’t know about you, but sometimes I get weary of seeing my shadow and maybe the shadows of those I love. I am all for being the best I can be yada yada yada. But honestly, my shadows, my darker side – the behaviors and secret intentions I try to hide can be disturbing and sometimes ugly.
I know, I know. The Zen way would embrace the shadow and recognize the unity of all things.
And, I should do that.
But sometimes, I prefer an eclipse.
I love the light. Although I look a lot older when I see myself in full daylight,
(did someone say WRINKLES!), I like the warm and enchanted feeling I get from light rays, both solar and lunar. Yet hidden within the bright dance of atoms, there is the haunting shadow that lurks behind, waiting to appear at the most unsuspecting moment.
Have you been surprised or even scared by the shadows of those you love the most?
If it’s not my darker mishaps I have to deal with, it seems to be those ugly monsters slinking behind those I adore that cast a spell on my senses and send me reeling.
When I don’t know what to do, and my silence has been muddled in a gong show from my ego, I know where to go. I go to my GOLDEN Zen: Ginger.
She reminds me that light shines from within and happiness is a fleeting plaything. She can be content in any situation and offers little resistance to what she dislikes. Instead, she changes focus.
She rests much more than I and makes no apology for being quiet. She forgives me before I ask. Her love knows no resentment and welcomes even my dismal displays.
Sometimes self-forgiveness and forgiveness of others is just an acceptance of shadows. Part of being in the light is our agreement to live in unison with what is hidden.
…Making friends with ‘ID,” as Freud would say.
But for this weekend, Saturday night (early Sunday am), I am going to relish in the dark and enjoy the lack of expectation I experience when I can’t see my way and everything is a surprise.
In the Grace of the Moment,
PS I am so grateful to the artists who help me say what I try so hard to say with words. Special thanks to: I. Anton who has an amazing display of photos at Flickr: flickr.com/photos/7153354@N04/ and to Daniel Piulet for the use of his enormous gaze into the sky and moon. You can find his display of photos at http://flickr.com/photos/piulet/