It’s really scary out there, little ones.
I know you look around some days and you wonder what’s going on and you wonder where all the good people have gone. I do too.
We big people get worried and sad just like you do. We too become frightened when it gets really dark outside, and right now it seems darker than it’s ever been. It sort of feels like the light has been chased away for good.
At times like these it’s easy to believe that everything is wrong and to give up—but I don’t want you to do that.
I want you to know that I still see light in this place. I see it in you and that’s why I need you to protect that light with everything you have.
I need you to guard your spark, little ones; that brilliant, beautiful ember seated in the center of your chest. It is a wild, magical thing.
It helps you keep looking for the good in people, to have hope when things are scary, to smile even when the storm comes. It is the place where joy dances and fear runs, and this world needs it now more than ever. It needs shimmering, glorious you.
Too many big people let their sparks go out far too soon. They let all the bad things and the sad days and the mean people get inside them and fill them up, until finally there’s no room left for the light and it just gets snuffed out. They become cold and dark.
And once that happens they stay worried and sad, and they stop believing that they will ever not be those things. They become the very kind of people that they were always frightened of back when they still carried the light. They grow meaner and angrier and they start to put out the spark in the people around them—and that is how the darkness grows.
You see, fear is contagious like a terrible sickness. It spreads so easily.
But the really amazing thing is that the spark inside you is infectious too. You can remind people who have given up that there are still good people here, that others are still trying, and that can be enough reason for them to go on. It can be just enough to awaken the sleeping ember buried deep inside them—and then they find their spark again.
And this is what makes the darkness turn and run.
You probably don’t know it, but there are many days, when the one thing that keeps me going is standing close to you and watching how you shine in this place, and it makes me want to shine too. For as many times as you’ve looked to me for saving, you have saved me.
What I am saying, little ones, is to go and be who you were meant to be. Go be that brilliant, beaming, radiant light in the world that you feel is fading.
See the best in people.
Show kindness.
Forgive.
Help.
Hold.
Listen.
Guard your spark, my loves. It’s more powerful than you know.
