I find myself seeking a deeper understanding, so I tried to really focus my attention inward. As I did, I was walking down a corridor of mirrors. I found myself modestly curious about the mirrors, and drawn to the blackness at the end of the hall.
I eased my way forward into the blackness, and began feeling oncoming terror and rage, and backed out, for now.
The symbolism of the vignette hit me immediately – this is the story of the life journey. All the mirrors lining the hall represent the meany aspects of our selves we can experience, and apparently, at least at that moment, I was most interested in what is often referred to as the shadow self.
My understanding of this shadow self is that it’s the “baggage” – the hurts, the anguish, the grief, the guilt – a full exploration of the very low energies in the spectrum of duality this physical world represents.
Can we just skip over it by focusing on the higher energies, think happy thoughts? It seems that’s possible for some – perhaps they’ve already released their attraction and aversion to darkness. I know for me, resisting those feelings, pushing them down and condensing them, seems to have made them heavier.
I often wondered why the same things kept popping up over and over – why am I being scrutinized and criticized so much? Why am I so unappreciated? As I move forward and process, I realize all the people and situations I ascribe as being the cause are actually there for express purpose of allowing me the opportunity, again and again, to recognize the projection.
If it’s true, we are all one, it can only be me that’s criticizing me, that doesn’t appreciate me. Is that possible?