The concept of Shadow Work has been a part of my life for the last year or so and for the last few months has been a focus of my own spiritual practice, but the phrase has many different interpretations so for you and I to be on the same page about this concept as I discuss it in this blog post, I believe it is important for you to understand what I mean when I use the phrase “Shadow Work”. When I refer to Shadow Work I am referring to the process of discovering, acknowledging, healing and / or integrating those parts of ourselves that we may have been rejecting, denying or hiding in shadow and bringing them into the light of who we are. It is about knowing ourselves completely. It’s about self-love and complete self-acceptance and not about accepting those traits or characteristics that we believe others will easily accept. It’s about completeness of self. It is also about transformation because sometimes we may discover that we hold beliefs, ideas, and behaviors that are not beneficial for our over-all well-being and we may want
I am a very religious/spiritual individual. Anyone who spends quality time with me also comes to realize this. My spiritual life mixes and mingles with my mundane reality consistently; to separate the two is impossible. I live my life with intention and create my reality through magick. My relationship with God Herself is apparent in everything I do. Though there have been moments within the stream of my life experience when the connection was strained - I have always been a spiritual woman. It is possible that the reason my spiritual and mundane are so intertwined is due to nurturing by my Roman Catholic parents. They insisted that I attend CCD classes each week, attend Sunday Mass with them as well as all Holy Days of Obligation. This was an expectation that as a child I resented but in my later years embraced. I always held a strong sense of spirituality within me.
As soon as I was mature enough to be able to immerse myself within spirituality and my religion - I did. Reading. Studying.
I’ve always considered myself religious and/or spiritual. The word I chose to describe myself really depended on when in my life you ask me and where I was on my path seeking Truth. Was I religious? Yes, indeed I was - if at that time I was Roman Catholic or Methodist or One of Jehovah’s Witnesses. Was I spiritual? Yes, if you asked me at any other time. Because, you see, just as countless others have, I’ve traveled a convoluted winding pathway of concepts and ideas some filled with contradictions and absolutes as well as freedom from all dogma and restrictions. I am constantly seeking the answers to life’s most profound questions. You know the ones: Why am I here? What is the purpose of my life? What does God want from me? The list of questions goes on and on and I always felt there was a way to find the answers. I was certain they didn’t dwell in a book nor would pure faith give me the responses I sought. I knew they were within my reach. Somewhere. I just couldn’t see them. I needed to find the key, which my spirit/soul/inner being told me was buried within spirituality.