I woke up to a world of shattered windows.
"The illusion is gone, but the pieces remain. The glass is broken, but that doesn’t mean it’s useless.
You learn to take the shards and shape them into something new.
Maybe a mirror—so others can catch glimpses of what you’ve seen if they’re ready.
Maybe a window—one that doesn’t lie, one that doesn’t shatter when the truth comes knocking.
Or maybe you let the glass be, let it remind you that the world was never meant to be pristine.
This is the real work—not just seeing the truth but using it.
Not just waking up but walking forward."
~Very poignant!
💛🙏🏻
Ty
"The illusion is gone, but the pieces remain. The glass is broken, but that doesn’t mean it’s useless.
You learn to take the shards and shape them into something new.
Maybe a mirror—so others can catch glimpses of what you’ve seen if they’re ready.
Maybe a window—one that doesn’t lie, one that doesn’t shatter when the truth comes knocking.
Or maybe you let the glass be, let it remind you that the world was never meant to be pristine.
This is the real work—not just seeing the truth but using it.
Not just waking up but walking forward."
~Very poignant!
💛🙏🏻
Ty