The Light Loves Your Quiet Silence

The house is quiet now, and the mask feels heavy on your face. You are terrified that if you stop moving, stop performing, stop filling the air with noise, the room will empty.

That no one would stay to hear the silence left behind. But the light does not love the performance.

It loves the person underneath the noise. What you fear is that your silence is empty.

But the kingdom is inside you, and it is outside you. When you come to know yourself, then you will be known.

The light has already seen you before you spoke a word. It knows the shape of your quiet.

You do not have to earn a place at the table by being loud. The silence is not a void.

It is the place where the light finds you.