Hello darkness my old friend, I’ve come to talk to you again
~Sounds of Silence, Simon and Garfunkel
I could tell you a long story about the threads of shame in my life. It’s not what’s important, though. Suffice it to say that recently I made a stupid mistake that triggered deep feelings of shame. All day I felt stuck in an emotional swamp so I knew there was more to it than just one error in judgment.
Later that the evening, I lit some candles and opened my heart space to let in the healing light of love and compassion.
I stepped outside and looked up at the clear night sky. The shining stars reminded me about infinite possibility, limitless, boundless, and immeasurable space. I thought, “I am made of stardust and the stars are made of me.”
My spirit is beyond comprehension. My shame story is a brief shooting star, gone today in the light of the sun, drying up like the petals of my roses.