Light Under the Stone of Silence

The house is quiet now, and you are standing perfectly still in the kitchen, afraid that if you move, the weight of the day will finally crush you. You have become a statue of survival, holding your breath against the collapse.

But the light does not require you to hold it together. It came from the light, the place where the light came into being on its own accord, and it lives inside you whether you are moving or frozen.

There is light within a person of light, and it lights up the whole world even when that person is terrified in the dark. You do not have to earn the right to exist in this room by being strong.

The light is already there, under the stone of your silence, waiting for you to simply be. You are not alone in the gathering dark; you are the place where the light has chosen to dwell tonight.