The Light Does Not Need Your Performance

The engine is off, but you are still sitting in the dark, rehearsing a smile that feels too heavy to wear. You are calculating exactly how much of your pain you can hide so they won't worry when you walk through the door.

But listen — the light does not need your performance. It came from the place where light generates itself, and it lives inside you whether you are smiling or weeping.

You do not have to manufacture brightness to be worthy of love. The mask is for them, but the truth is for you.

There is light within a person of light, and it shines even in the silence of a parked car. You are not fooling the One who sees in the dark.

Walk inside not as an actor, but as someone who is already held.