🌌 The Story of the Star
A woman discovers that the light she seeks in the stars has always burned within her.
There once was a woman who often looked up at the night sky.
She admired the stars, but quietly believed she was too small, too wounded, too worn by life to ever shine like them. She thought the stars belonged to others — people with easier stories, fewer scars, and luck that seemed to skip over her.
But one night, as she stood beneath the quiet sky, something shifted.
A soft, steady voice rose from within her:
“You are not just looking at the stars. You are one.”
Her heart trembled.
Could that possibly be true?
She thought about her struggles, her secret fears, her long nights of holding herself together. And then she remembered something: stars are born from darkness. They are not flawless — they are fire, burning through chaos, choosing to light the sky anyway.
So she began to walk as if the light had always been inside her.
Her presence brightened rooms.
Her courage sparked hope in others.
Her story became a constellation — a guide for those still wandering through their own shadows.
She no longer envied the stars above her.
Because she had become one herself — radiant, resilient, and impossible to overlook.
