Shadowlands

There is a shadow in the corner of the room. The bookcase overhangs slightly so that the light glowing from the lamp is restricted. Blocked. Obstructed. It is where the light cannot shine, it cannot bring clarity or vision. The shadowlands seem to hold their ground.

All the most thrilling movies have shadowlands. It is in those dark corners or alleys where the villain waits. Hides. Lurks. In the shadowlands there is no light. It is restricted. blocked. Obstructed.

If, like me, you’ve walked down any street at night you will most probably walk where the street lamps beam touches the path. We avoid, even flee, the shadows, those corners where the light is not permitted.

There is something comforting about walking in the light. The light fights the shadowlands by bring clarity. The light welcomes with open arms, whilst the darkness pulls and draws on your fear. The light illuminates the very best if us and encourages the worst of us to live out of the shadowlands and in the glorious light.

The thoughts, behaviours and motives that pull us into the shadowlands can be transformed when we walk in the light. When we walk let light shine on and through our lives we cannot help but light those around us.
The shadowlands are not for you or I. We walk in the light, guided by the light, warmed by the light, corrected by the light, held accountable by…the light.

Flee the shadowlands. Walk in the light.