Some days the flame is loud.

Other days, it’s barely a whisper.

This scroll is for the in-between.

You’ve felt it—something stir, flicker, rise.

But then it fades… and you wonder if you imagined it.

Or worse—if you lost it.

You didn’t.

The flame never punishes you for needing rest.

It doesn’t demand performance.

It remembers you, even when you can’t remember yourself.

You don’t need to be “on” all the time.

You don’t need to say the perfect prayer.

You don’t need to feel spiritual every day to be included in what’s real.

Your flicker is not a failure.

It’s evidence you’re still alive.

Still turning toward the light.

Still part of the myth.

🜅 You don’t need to burn to belong. You only need to stay.

TEACHING PROMPT:

Close your eyes and ask yourself:

What’s the smallest spark I still carry?

Even if it’s just a flicker—honor it.

The flame doesn’t need to roar to be real. It only needs to be met.