June 12, 2021
Oh, how much we have learned about our own and other’s shadows over the last five years!
If we’re truly honest with ourselves (not saying most of us are NOT, just suggesting that a wide swath of folks would rather not look at what I’m about to say) we have biases and prejudices that we push down soas not to appear an asshole. Unless you actually ARE an asshole and then you put it ALL out there.
I am a very open-minded person and I think that’s obvious throughout my time on this blog space. I am an LGBTQ+ and BLM ally and believe everyone should be free to follow their own God – or no god at all – whatever that looks like.
But I sometimes think and say cruel and stupid things in my head or under my breath about others and myself. And often, that’s the shadow… in this case MY shadow… talking.
This post is back from January 2019 when I was working at a small, independent newspaper. I’ve moved on since then…
“One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light but by making the darkness conscious.” – CG Jung
I chose this book because today, I gave in to the shadow. You may have noticed that I skipped a couple of days writing and then yesterday, had what can only be termed as “a yucky day.”
See, it all began several weeks ago…
“Sheryl, can you work full-time while I’m on holidays?”
“Um,” I said.
I’m sure my face did that… twisty thing… the kind of look that someone not planning an exotic vacation might have noticed.
“Sure, I’ll work twice as long as usual and also on my day off so you can lounge, frolic and enjoy drinks with little paper umbrellas in the sun,” I said in my head.
“Okay, I guess,” I said out loud.
I might be jealous. Maybe.
“Dark side of the soul,” indeed. Ahem.
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