Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that. ~Martin Luther King Jr.
Sometimes when it’s the brightest, what I notice is the shadows, like the dark lines of our Aspen tree branches against our garage door this morning.
This morning in yoga, I was in Warrior One pose–left leg out in front with knee bent, right leg stretched back behind me, feet firmly planted on the ground, both arms raised overhead and reaching back, palms touching, spine curving towards my hands and the wall behind me–and my yoga teacher said “Oh, look at how beautiful Jill’s shadow is against the wall!”
Not long after, on a walk with the dogs, I notice Dexter’s shadow on the ground. I think about how this is the truth of us, of life–we are beautiful and impermanent, both solid and shadow, our forms shifting relative to the light.
Open Space Practice, (AKA: A Thousand Shades of Gray) 