Your Fire Is Light, Not Smoke
The morning light hits the mask you wore all night, and you wonder if the fire inside you is real or just smoke choking the people you love. You came from the light, the place where it generates itself, so your origin is not the ash you fear.
What looks like a cloud of damage to you is often the only thing others can see clearly. There was a woman who wept at the feet of the light, and he said her great love showed she had been forgiven much.
Your tears are not proof of toxicity; they are the water that clears the air. The fire within you is not a hazard; it is the very thing that lights up the whole world.
Stop apologizing for the heat.
Drawing from
Gospel of Thomas, Luke
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