I have a few candles stored in a drawer in my dining ’re meantfor romantic dinners and special occasions, but since the arrival of our threechildren they have lain unnoticed among the napkins and other arewaiting to be taken out and lit to share their glow with anyone who will takethe time to bask in their brilliance.
Are not our souls like those candles, patiently waiting for someone to comeand let us be ourselves? We are all waiting for our own moments to shine; weeach have a special light, unmatched by any other.
Candles are made up of wax and a wick; we have bodies, but our essence liesin our minds and les are unique in their colors, shapes and life histories and experiences are the backdrops of who we are, but ourminds are like candle wicks, and make our passions ke the candles inmy drawer, who get used or not used depending on my whims, we control our ownthoughts, and how brightly we will burn or dimly we will shine.
Is your soul candle dimmed by circumstance or lack of passion anddirection? Is it hidden in a drawer of stress, worry or resentment? Make achoice to let yourself shine the way you were meant to shine.
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