The moon illuminates the night. Its glow softens what we see in the dark.
The moon’s light moves me to contemplate those shadows that reside in my heart and mind. Those places that I’d forgotten about are brought to the fore. It’s almost as if the moon’s gravitational pull draws them up from deep within my subconscious and from beneath the still waters of my heart. The tide shifts and sifts through what lies beneath the sand. In the moon’s gentle light, it is easier to look at what may traumatize us in the sun’s harsh rays.
In the night our thoughts can take us to dark places, but it has been viewing those dark places in the bright light of day that has scared us the most lately. Our collective shadow has been rising and Trump has tapped into it. He has ridden its ascent all the way to the White House. No matter what “side” you believe yourself to be on, understand that your shadow is showing. Our hidden hopes and dreams as well as our fears are now baking in the sun. Will we claim them or keep projecting them onto the new savior/devil? Will we let Trump hold all the cards?
Do you know what a savior/devil really is? It’s that crazy trickster figure that stirs things up. Well, we are certainly stirred up. What will we make of it? Can we forget Trump for just a moment and talk to one another? Can we truly listen to one another and finally see each other as fellow humans and not stereotypes? What was hidden rose so we could heal it. Will we take this opportunity? Will you sit down with family and neighbors and begin to understand where they are coming from?
Tonight I’ll take a moment to contemplate in the moonlight what it is I want in my life and in the world. I’ll continue to let those darklings rise so I can view them in the moon’s cleansing light. I won’t let them sink as the moon wanes. I’ll embrace them and as the sun rises, know them as myself. And then I want to have some meaningful conversations.
Learning to Live