Over ten miles around the mountain and I couldn’t get away from my shadow.
Everywhere I went, it followed.
Reminding me of the parts of myself I’m not proud of.
Parts that show up whether I want them to or not.
Disowned parts of my psyche;
my inner child;
my underdeveloped personality.
I can attempt to run away from it as fast and as far as possible.
I can deny its existence, ignore it like an unwanted annoying little sibling.
But until I love these parts of myself, I will be running with no end in sight.
Love does not exclude, it embraces.
Learning to love myself is the true definition of change.
I now embrace ALL my parts;
thank them for making me who I am;
ask for their input;
water them when they’re dry.
Love is the elixir that allows my shadow to bloom.
Peace my friends!