There are doors only angels know-

quiet thresholds where sorrow ends,

and a shy, bright hope begins to breathe again.

~Unknown

it’s all ok to just be resting in the thin veil….

inquiry for today~ may the hope that heals find you today….

calling all hopeful hearts…

In the midst of shadows,

when the world seems swallowed by fear,

a quiet power flickers,

a single point of light.

Small, fragile,

easily overlooked,

yet it changes everything.

Darkness is not just the absence of light,

it is the weight of isolation,

the cold expanse of doubt.

And still, the faintest illumination

reveals hidden paths,

offers warmth where none seemed possible.

To shine a light in the darkness

is not to banish it entirely,

but to believe that hope persists,

in a hand held,

in a word spoken,

in a presence that says,

“You are not alone.”

Even the smallest light

can grow,

spreading warmth and clarity

to others

and back to ourselves.

We transform the night,

not by erasing it,

but by daring to illuminate it,

flicker by flicker,

until the path becomes visible

and the heart learns to hope again.

~Mary Anne Byrne