<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:googleplay="http://www.google.com/schemas/play-podcasts/1.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Rai Symone, RYT: Shadow Work with Shadow]]></title><description><![CDATA[A Guided Journey Through the Parts We Hide, Led by One Who’s Walking It, Too.]]></description><link>https://raisymone.substack.com/s/shadow-work-with-shadow</link><image><url>https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!-by9!,w_256,c_limit,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F8e86a11c-ef1c-48cf-932b-8b1f906c5676_500x500.jpeg</url><title>Rai Symone, RYT: Shadow Work with Shadow</title><link>https://raisymone.substack.com/s/shadow-work-with-shadow</link></image><generator>Substack</generator><lastBuildDate>Sun, 28 Jun 2026 06:05:42 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://raisymone.substack.com/feed" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><copyright><![CDATA[Rai Symone]]></copyright><language><![CDATA[en]]></language><webMaster><![CDATA[raisymone@substack.com]]></webMaster><itunes:owner><itunes:email><![CDATA[raisymone@substack.com]]></itunes:email><itunes:name><![CDATA[Rai Symone, RYT]]></itunes:name></itunes:owner><itunes:author><![CDATA[Rai Symone, RYT]]></itunes:author><googleplay:owner><![CDATA[raisymone@substack.com]]></googleplay:owner><googleplay:email><![CDATA[raisymone@substack.com]]></googleplay:email><googleplay:author><![CDATA[Rai Symone, RYT]]></googleplay:author><itunes:block><![CDATA[Yes]]></itunes:block><item><title><![CDATA[Welcome to the Cave]]></title><description><![CDATA[&#8220;Some parts of me I buried with love. Some parts, with shame.Today, I dig with gentleness.&#8221;]]></description><link>https://raisymone.substack.com/p/welcome-to-the-cave</link><guid isPermaLink="false">https://raisymone.substack.com/p/welcome-to-the-cave</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Rai Symone, RYT]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2025 04:55:47 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://substack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com/public/images/79e7ebb5-a45e-4cab-8945-8165f2628f16_1024x1024.png" length="0" type="image/jpeg"/><content:encoded><![CDATA[<h3>&#128367;&#65039; Into the Depts</h3><p><strong>&#8220;Some parts of me I buried with love. Some parts, with shame.<br>Today, I dig with gentleness.&#8221;</strong></p><p>You are not here by accident.<br>You&#8217;re here because something inside you &#8212; a whisper, a wound, a quiet ache &#8212; said: <em>&#8220;I&#8217;m ready.&#8221;</em><br>Ready to stop running.<br>Ready to stop performing healing and start practicing it.<br>Ready to come home&#8230; even if that home is a cave.</p><h3>&#129654; The Shadow of the Week: <em>Avoidance</em></h3><p>We&#8217;ll start with the shadow I know best: <strong>avoidance</strong>.<br>I used to call it being &#8220;chill.&#8221; Easygoing. &#8220;Not wanting to cause drama.&#8221;<br>But that wasn&#8217;t the truth.<br>The truth is: I&#8217;ve spent years tiptoeing around my own pain, wrapping it in productivity, keeping busy, giving more than I had, so I didn&#8217;t have to sit with what I actually felt.</p><p>One day, I realized I was <em>exhausted</em> &#8212; not from life, but from hiding.</p><p>Avoidance doesn&#8217;t just steal time.<br>It silences the parts of you that most need to be seen.</p><h3>Guided Reflection + Shadow Prompt</h3><h4>&#128221; Journal Prompts:</h4><ol><li><p>What emotions or memories do I avoid feeling or facing?</p></li><li><p>What does my &#8220;avoidance&#8221; look like? (e.g., scrolling, working too much, zoning out)</p></li><li><p>What might happen if I stopped avoiding and started witnessing?</p></li></ol><h4>&#129496;&#127997; Visualization:</h4><ul><li><p>Close your eyes.</p></li><li><p>Picture a cave. Your cave.</p></li><li><p>What does it look like inside?</p></li><li><p>What&#8217;s waiting in the shadows?</p></li><li><p>Walk toward it slowly. No need to touch anything. Just notice.</p></li><li><p>Breathe in: &#8220;I witness.&#8221;</p></li><li><p>Breathe out: &#8220;I release.&#8221;</p></li></ul><h4>&#128293; Ritual:</h4><ul><li><p>Light a candle or incense in a darkened room.</p></li><li><p>Say aloud: <em>&#8220;I call in all parts of myself. Even the ones I&#8217;ve buried.&#8221;</em></p></li><li><p>Sit in stillness for 3 minutes and write whatever comes.</p></li></ul><h3>&#128420; Check-In from Shadow</h3><p>When I wrote this post, I thought I was &#8220;fine.&#8221;<br>But typing the word &#8220;avoidance&#8221; made my chest tighten.<br>I realized I&#8217;ve avoided writing this blog for weeks. I told myself I was &#8220;planning.&#8221;<br>But the truth? I didn&#8217;t want to face the part of me that still doesn&#8217;t feel worthy of being seen in her fullness.</p><p>Today, I sat with that part.<br>And she said:</p><blockquote><p><em>&#8220;I don&#8217;t want to be fixed. I want to be loved. Especially here.&#8221;</em></p></blockquote><p>So I&#8217;m still here. Still digging. Gently.</p><h3>&#129527; Affirmation / Mantra</h3><blockquote><p><strong>&#8220;Even in the dark, I am worthy of love.&#8221;</strong></p></blockquote><p>You don&#8217;t need to be fearless to begin.<br>You only need to <em>show up.</em></p><h3>&#127911; Song of the Day</h3><p><strong>Song:</strong> <em>&#8220;Hope&#8221; by Apocalyptica</em><br>Let it wash over you as you journal, breathe, or rest in your cave.</p><p><strong>With truth, ink, and trembling hands,</strong><br><strong>&#8212;Shadow</strong></p>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>