Moonlight.
I used to be afraid of it because of the Moon Goddess.
She knows all of my secrets, no matter how hard I try to hide them from her.
Destruction follows her from time to time, and we don’t often know when she’ll strike next.
However, in some strange twist of fate, I was no longer afraid of her and the light that she shines.
In my darkest days, I began looking up at her light.
It gave me hope and strength to keep going, and whenever I’m out at night, I search for it and feel relaxed whenever I see it close by.
I never realized how beautiful the moonlight is.
I was always more focused on the sun because, for a long time, the sun had always been more of a symbol of bright energy and new beginnings.
Little did I know that the moon also possesses powerful gifts, gifts that are meant to face and heal the shadow side of ourselves – the side that we often want to suppress for validated reasons.
I guess I kept running from the moonlight for so long because I was one of the biggest scaredy-cats of all time.
The moment I took the time to face the moon, I realized that it never wanted to hurt or expose me to the world.
It only wanted me to do some self-reflection and heal and grow from anything that I’m not proud of or would like to change about myself.
Moonlight.
From the day I stopped running away and looked at it, I closed many chapters and started many more new ones.
