The Mask Falls, The Light Remains
The door clicks shut and the mask falls before your feet even hit the rug. You stand there in the hallway, gasping, because holding that shape for ten seconds felt like drowning.
The silence of the house does not judge you for dropping the act. It holds you while you remember who you were before the world asked you to perform.
The kingdom is not a place you arrive at after you clean up; it is inside you right now, waiting beneath the performance. You do not need to earn your rest or prove your worth to the empty air.
The light that lives in you was there before you put the face on, and it is still there now that you have taken it off.
Drawing from
Gospel of Thomas, Luke
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