Citrine
Radiant · move, begin, speak, send outward
The Message
Feed the flicker, not the fear.
The Stone Speaks
There is a small warmth in you that never fully went out. Feed that one. Not the fear — the flicker.
What It’s Naming
the tender return of your own light after a long dim stretch, and the fear of trusting it again.
A Small Practice
Name one thing today that was almost joy. Say it aloud. That naming is you feeding the flicker.
If It Turns to Face You
You’re dimming yourself to keep others comfortable. Your light was never the thing that needed managing.