We beg for light even though we choose to live in the shadows

Afraid to be seen because we are afraid to see ourselves; to face our truth

In the dark, the faintest glow can be mistaken for the sun. We accept the flicker of a match when what we crave is the blinding light of the sun. In full light, a dim candle flame is rendered invisible

We radiate our brightest light when we are authentic; when we are not just accepting, but fully appreciative of who we are