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| Photo by Anders Jildén |
My husband roused me early this morning to see the blood red
moon. The eclipse was already underway as the shadowed moon at its fullest was
setting. It was as though Luna’s brilliant reflective light was turned to blood
by the Earth’s shadow, our shadow.
But blood isn’t just about woundedness and death. There is
blood at birth too. Out of the pain and struggle something new is born. But
first the shadow must rise and be seen. This is the nature of healing, the
nature of being reborn.
As I lay down again to rest a while longer, I thought about
the challenges the world is dealing or not dealing with. We as a whole seem to
be casting a large shadow across our own reflective light. These thoughts lead
me to wonder if somewhere in all this are the words that want to be born
through me.
As I mentioned in yesterday’s Waiting on Wingbeats & Stars blog, I am waiting on the words. My goal for this year was to write and publish
articles, but all the ideas I have come out stillborn. And then yesterday I
realized the healing I’ve been doing has brought what it is I am to write
closer and closer to the surface. Sharing my story like I’ve been doing here is
a part of it, but I sense there is more.
As we heal we release our soul’s potential. Any blockage you
feel is something to be healed. The shadow you cast upon your inner reflective
light is simply that which you don’t want to acknowledge. It could be something
you don’t like about yourself or something you want to love, but don’t feel
good enough or worthy enough to step into.
So I will wait on those wingbeats and stars and I will
continue to know I am good enough, that I am not my circumstances but the light
that is reflected in my heart.
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