Holy Ground in the Blankness

The question lands like a stone: 'What do you want?' And your mind goes blank. Not because you don't care, but because the compass you used to navigate has shattered.

You stand in the aisle of your own life, paralyzed by the weight of choosing soup or salad, terrified that picking the wrong thing will prove you are lost. You wear the mask of the one who has it together, smiling while the internal machinery grinds to a halt.

But listen — the light does not require you to have an answer ready. It does not need your decision to love you.

There is a knowing deeper than your confusion, a presence that sees the blankness and calls it holy ground. You do not have to manufacture a desire to be held.

The light is already here, sitting with you in the silence of not knowing.