Light Shining Through Your Cracks

The house is quiet now, but your body is still loud with the ache of being different. You feel the gap between what you want to do and what your limbs will allow, and in the gathering dark, that gap feels like a prison.

But listen — the light did not come for the healthy. It came for the broken, the ones who know they need help, the ones whose bodies have become a burden they never asked to carry.

There is a truth living inside you that is not bound by muscle or bone or nerve. The kingdom is not outside you, waiting for your body to catch up; it is already within you, shining through the very cracks you try to hide.

You are not your limitation. You are the light that fills it.