In contemplating my current journey, I reflected on the fact that I became a black hole... so empty, yet so full of most of the things that weigh us down, believing the lies I've told myself and giving my power to others. A black hole halts, traps, whatever enters gets lost. The light never escapes.
Got to look in the mirror and ask yourself, am I a black hole, am I halting progress, am I trapping, am I losing things around me, or even losing myself? Am I keeping this light inside, with nowhere to go?