The Light Waking Up Inside Your Feet

The afternoon stretches out, a long, flat road where the miles blur and the destination feels like a lie. You are moving, yes, but the motion feels empty, as if you are walking in place while the world spins on without you.

This is the quiet desperation of the middle — the sense that you are just passing time, waiting for a purpose that never arrives. But listen.

There is light within a person of light, and it lights up the whole world. It does not wait for you to finish your work.

It does not require you to find your place before it shines. It is already there, under the noise, under the doubt.

You are not lost because the light is missing. You are lost because you have forgotten that you are carrying it.

The kingdom is inside of you, and it is outside of you. Stop looking for the signpost.

The path is not ahead of you. The path is the light waking up inside your feet, right here, in this ordinary step.