When Shadow Becomes a Teacher

Soul Stages

Nov 6

There are seasons when even the most soulful path feels dim.
When the words that once flowed now stumble.
When everything you thought you’d built — the clarity, the confidence, the creative rhythm — seems to have slipped just beyond reach.

I’ve been in that place lately.
Not the beautiful kind of Shadow I write about — the one that holds quiet reflection and sacred pause — but the heavier kind. The kind that feels like fog settling in your chest. The kind that whispers you’ve lost your way even when, deep down, you know the path is simply turning inward.

For weeks now, I’ve been trying to push through — to make things happen, to find the “quick win,” to focus on how to create an offer stack rather than how to feed my soul.
But Shadow doesn’t respond to pushing. Shadow waits for listening.

And that’s when I remembered:
This, too, is part of The Soulful Journey™.
Shadow isn’t a mistake in the story — it’s the first chapter.
It’s the invitation to descend, to recalibrate, to meet yourself again in the dark where all beginnings take root.

When Shadow becomes a teacher, she asks uncomfortable questions:
What are you still holding that no longer serves you?
What truth are you avoiding because it might change everything?
What wants to rest, even if the world keeps telling you to rise?

I don’t have all the answers yet. But I am learning — slowly — to stop resisting her lessons.
To sit beside her. To listen like The Deep Listener does: with open palms and a softened heart.
Because beneath the ache and uncertainty, Shadow holds a quiet kind of grace.
She’s not here to extinguish your light — she’s here to remind you where it comes from.

So this week, I am walking gently.
Lighting one small candle at a time.
Breathing into the truth that this, too, is sacred.
That even in descent, I am being revealed to myself.