Your Light Is Not A Burden

The house is quiet now, and in the silence, the lie grows loud: that your very presence is a weight too heavy for the ones you love to carry. You imagine them breathing easier when you leave the room, as if your existence is a debt they are tired of paying.

But listen — the light that lives inside you does not ask permission to occupy space. It simply shines.

There is light within a person of light, and it lights up the whole world. If it does not shine, it is dark.

Your staying is not a burden; your hiding is the darkness. The ones who love you do not need you to be smaller, or quieter, or less present.

They need you to bring forth what is within you. What you bring forth will save you.

What you do not bring forth will destroy you. Tonight, the terror says you are too much.

The truth says you are exactly enough.