The Permission Was Already Given
The sentence hangs in your throat, unfinished, because you are waiting for a nod that isn't coming. You pause mid-thought, scanning the room for a signal that it is safe to speak, only to realize the silence you fear is entirely your own.
No one is stopping you. No one is grading the rhythm of your voice or measuring the worth of your words.
The light inside you does not ask for clearance before it shines — it simply breaks the dark. You were never meant to wait for an invitation to be who you are.
The permission you are looking for was given the moment you drew breath.
Drawing from
Mark 5:19, Gospel of Thomas 70
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