There are days when songs echo in my mind, looping like whispers from a distant part of myself. They carry emotion, memory, and melancholy. Sometimes, I don’t even know what I’m feeling—I just know I need to feel something.
Music becomes the key that unlocks the hidden pain—the unspoken sorrow that I keep tucked away, even from myself. In those moments, I don’t just hear lyrics… I become them. A vessel for sadness, a witness to the quiet chaos within.
It’s strange, isn’t it? How we can feel lost without even knowing what we’re searching for. The frustration, the weight, the shadows—they press in. I find myself looking for my north star, hoping for clarity, and instead I find only darkness. A void. A silence that speaks too loudly.
But here’s what I’m learning: being lost isn’t a weakness. It’s not a failure. It’s not something to fear or hide.
Being lost is sacred.
It means we are still moving, still searching. It means something inside us knows that this isn’t the end—that there’s more. It’s the soul’s way of asking us to pause and listen. To feel. To break through the shell we’ve crafted to survive, and begin to live.
We create bubbles to protect ourselves. Walls to keep the world out, or maybe to keep ourselves from reaching too far. But over time, those walls become a prison. And then, in the silence, we begin to hear the voice that says: “I want out.”
Out of the numbness. Out of the shadow. Out of the version of ourselves that no longer fits.
The miracle we’ve been waiting for? It doesn’t come from outside. It’s not in someone else’s voice, or a perfect moment that falls from the sky. It’s within us. It is us.
To be lost is to be on the edge of becoming.
So if you feel adrift—don’t fight it. Let it show you what’s missing, what’s ready to rise. Don’t rush to fix it. Just be still. Let the darkness become the backdrop where your inner light finally becomes visible.
Because we are not meant to stay in the shadow. We are meant to rise.
To become.
To ignite.
We are the phoenix. We are the miracle. We are the stars waiting to be seen in the darkest night.