Embracing Light: A Journey of Awakening

It was a sudden moment. 
A great awakening. 
On a morning where the weight didn't sit quite as heavy on my chest. 

The darkness consumed me,
But the light—
It crept in anyway.
A shimmer of gold, like it knew I was ready.

It didn’t ask for permission. 
It just came. 
Through the cracks in the blinds, 
through the hush of silence that had wrapped me for weeks. 

My breath felt new. 
Deeper. 
More mine. 

And for the first time in a long while, 
I didn’t feel like I had to perform strength. 
I just was. 
Still. Soft. Awake. 

I sat with the light. 
Let it trace my soul, 
dance along the tops of my fingers,
like it remembered me. 

And I remembered me too. 
Not all at once, 
but in flashes. 
A favorite song. 
The way coffee smells when it’s brewing
The urge to pick up a pen

I didn’t need to be whole.
I just needed to be here.
And I was.

The light had returned.
And so had I.