“Even on the darkest nights, the stars have never stopped shining.”
There is a part of you that has not forgotten.
Not forgotten joy.
Not forgotten safety.
Not forgotten what it feels like to wake up without dread, to laugh without guilt, to rest without shame.
That part may feel far away. But it’s not gone.
It’s just buried — beneath exhaustion, beneath fear, beneath the weight of days you barely made it through.
You were not meant to carry this much alone.
The light in you is not something you have to build from scratch. It’s something you uncover. Something you return to.
Sometimes the return comes in tiny flashes: a kind word, a breath that reaches all the way down, a moment where the world softens around the edges.
You might think healing means making the darkness disappear. But often, it just means remembering that light is still possible — even here.
Today, we don’t chase the light. We sit still enough to feel its flicker.
Even if it’s faint.
Even if it’s just enough to say: *I want to stay.*
Close your eyes and place one hand on your heart. Bring to mind one memory — even a tiny one — where you felt safe, loved, or at peace. Stay there for three full breaths. Let the body remember what the mind may have forgotten.
Write down one moment, no matter how small, when you felt a sense of lightness. Keep it somewhere visible. Let it remind you that light has touched your life before — and will again.
Maya L. “There was a moment today — just one — where I looked out the window and felt okay. Not great. Not fixed. Just… okay. And for once, that felt like enough.”
You were never disconnected from the light — only distracted from it.