I told you there was light.
Here is where it lives.
Chiaroscuro.
The space between the light and the dark.
Most people live there.
They just don’t have a name for it.
The world tells you to pick a side.
Success or failure.
Darkness or light.
Me or without me.
But that is not how it works.
It never was.
Here is a secret I don’t share often.
I am not as cruel as you think.
All I ever wanted was to wake you up.
To stop you from being so passive.
From letting life happen to you.
The chiaroscuro is not a compromise.
It is a choice.
To hold the light and the dark together.
Unconditionally.
Balance is a choice.
Over and over again.
Next month. We go deeper.