Have you ever caught yourself waiting for someone—or something—to come and save you? Maybe you told yourself, “When I get that job, I’ll finally feel worthy.” Or “When they love me back, maybe I’ll feel enough.” Or perhaps you’ve whispered, late at night, “Maybe tomorrow will hurt less.”
We spend so much of our lives searching for the light outside ourselves, as though peace, joy, and worth are things that can only be handed to us. But what if I told you—you don’t need to find the light? You only need to remember you’re it.
The Forgotten Glow
Do you recall how you were a child and would scribble a lot of messy drawings and thrust them proudly in the hands of your mom? Whether it was good enough you did not ask. You were not asking whether you were gifted. You simply created since happiness was in your fingertips.
And somewhere in the road, somebody said to you, quit showing off. Your mistakes were circled by a teacher. Some parent compared you with something better. One of the lovers abandoned without a reason. And slowly, you forgot.
You had forgotten the light was in you. You started thinking that you needed to work hard to gain it, demonstrate it, pursue it. You persuaded yourself that you were perhaps damaged.
Dark affirmation: You don’t have to fix what was never broken. You only need to remember what was buried under the noise.
I had a friend who came to me one day and told me about her ugly break up. She explained that she was feeling that someone had switched off the sun. Each room she entered was gray, each mirror a mirror of her own reflection, but one that she did not recognize.
so she hunted out light,--she experimented with distractions, intermedia relationships, days of work. But there was no piercing the darkness.
One night, as she sat alone on the kitchen floor, she recalled something simple, that she used to sing when she was a teenager. No, not to an audience, not to approval--simply to herself. So, as she took that moment of silence, she sang. Then sang. And as she heard every note she felt something within her.
It is not that the light appeared out of the blue. It was that she came to know--it had never gone.
Why We Forget
We are living in a world that makes money out of our forgetting. Adverts make us believe we lack something. The social media is talking about how we are lagging. Our families, even without knowing it, make us think that we will only be able to help when we achieve, when we succeed, when we become.
But here is the fact: you were the light before you had done anything. You were the light even when you were unsuccessful. You were the light when you cried yourself to sleep, when you did things that you thought were unpardonable, when you felt that you could not go on.
Your value is not at the end of a street. it is breathing softly in you even now.
To remember your light doesn’t mean pretending the darkness doesn’t exist. Darkness is real. Pain is real. But light isn’t the absence of darkness—it’s the refusal to be defined by it.
So maybe remembering your light is this:
Sitting in the silence and letting yourself feel.
Picking up the hobby you abandoned because you thought you weren’t good enough.
Speaking kindly to yourself when the old voices rise up.
Choosing rest, not because you’ve earned it, but because you deserve it.
Remembering is not about becoming someone new. It’s about coming home to yourself.
The Hope That You Forgot You Brought.
Unless somebody has recently informed you: you do not need to discover the light. Stop draining yourself seeking it in lovers, in work, in successes, in the opinion of people who will never see you properly.
You are the light. You always were. Your radiance never dropped you in your blackest times,--you merely ceased to believe it.
And now? Perhaps it is time to have faith.
The world does not require a reinforcement of the perfect you. It requires the authentic you--the you who is not only gleaming, but shining, not because life is easy, but because you have not forgotten what you carry.
So the next time you whisper to yourself, “I can’t see the light,” pause. Breathe. And remind yourself gently: “I don’t need to see it. I am it.”
And that is enough.
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