I’ve been reflecting on those moments when we connect deeply with others. There’s a magical warmth that seems to radiate from people, a wonderful glow that lingers in the air. Making eye contact can often feel profound, as if it bridges two souls and sparks an understanding beyond words.
Recently, a friend told me they see this glow in me, which honestly took me by surprise. The admiration they expressed felt nice yet carried a weight of shame for me. I struggle with accepting their compliments and often wonder why I’m perceived as beautiful when I don't always feel that way.
It’s interesting how spiritual elevation can sometimes lead to discomfort within ourselves. I yearn for that state where everything feels right and safe, yet these feelings are fleeting. While I hope to tap into the serene energy of connection more often, it’s clear to me that letting go of the need for constant beauty is a journey in itself. So, even in reflection, I've decided to step back for now and process my thoughts quietly.