Each year on Groundhog Day I like to imagine I will have to live the day countless times over. Will I be sailing through a predictable paradise or will I be compelled to drive off a cliff with Puxatwney Phil? If my answer is the latter I know big changes need to be made in my life. This year I'll also be considering the importance of recognizing one's shadow. From one standpoint, it seems like a misfortune to live in a prolonged winter. However, the opportunity to fully see oneself, shadow and all, no matter the consequence, seems a gift.