Stop Scrubbing, You Are Held
The water runs hot, but it cannot wash off the feeling of eyes that are no longer there. You scrub until your skin is raw, trying to remove a gaze that has already left the room.
The phantom weight remains, a second skin of shame you cannot peel away. But listen — the light does not see you the way those eyes did.
It does not catalog your flaws or hold you under a microscope. It simply knows you.
And in that knowing, there is no judgment, only a quiet presence that says: you are seen, and you are safe. Stop scrubbing.
The light is not trying to clean you; it is trying to hold you. You came from the light, and to that place, you will return.
Drawing from
Gospel of Thomas, John
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