a musing on mirrors, and the cost of the light

to be visible is to be a mirror.

this is the sacred, and often brutal, contract of a life lived in the light. when you choose to build a container of truth, when you choose to embody your own, artful, sacred power, you will inevitably become a reflection.

you will reflect to people all that they are, and all that they are not. for those who are ready to see their own light, it is a reunion. for those who are not, it is a war.

you will become the screen for their unhealed stories. their un-met shadows. their unfelt wounds. they will project upon you all that they can’t, or won’t, hold within themselves.

it is not, and was never, about you.

these projections are not punishments. they are a clarifying fire. it is the alchemical heat required to forge a true leader. it will burn away every part of you that is still seeking validation. it will burn away every part of you that is still willing to compromise your own integrity.

it is a divine, painful initiation that asks you one question, over and over:

"do you know who you are?"

your work is not to engage with the projection. your work is not to defend, to explain, or to prove. you can’t reason with a shadow. to do so is to step into the fire with it.

your only work is to hold your center.

your only work is to become so sovereign in your own truth, so rooted in your own integrity, that the projections of others simply have no place to land. your integrity must become the container.

tend to your own light. the rest is just noise.