I feel a bit obsessed with the theme of light this week. I’m very sensitive to light. If the light in the room is off in some way, it can even set off anxiety in a profound way. I keep thinking how we all have our own light, and how I know I have the ability to tap into it even when I feel like things around me are dark. It’s really not easy sometimes, and I’m not a fan of toxic positivity, or trite affirmations about it. I guess I see the light inside myself as my personal power, my personal strength. And I know we have the power to bring it out in each other, or to squash it. Since I feel like love is a super power, then love and light must be pretty closely linked. Love yourself first, stoke your own light, and then as best you can, share it.
Love, Cheri
