12/31/2025
We have been raised on a diet of false modesty. We’ve been told that to be “humble” is to be quiet; to tuck our spirits away so we don’t disturb the peace of others in the room. But I want to suggest to you that this isn’t humility at all. It’s a performance. It’s a mask.
And as so eloquently reminded us, “Love takes off the masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.”
When we lower our shine to make society comfortable, we aren’t being modest; we are participating in a lie. We are shrinking to fit a shape that was never meant to hold us. We must understand that the “humility” the world often demands is actually a request for us to be invisible. It is a way of keeping the status quo intact by ensuring no one gets “too big” for the boxes they’ve been placed in.
But the truth is, and this is the heart of the matter; your excellence is not a threat. It is a testimony.
If we are “humble” to the point of self-destruction, we have nothing left to offer our brother or your sister. We cannot light a path for someone else if we’ve already extinguished our own flame. We owe it to ourselves, and we owe it to the generations coming after us, to be exactly who we are, at full volume, without apology.
Because the moment we stop apologizing for our light is the moment we give someone else the permission to find their own. That is the only way we move forward. Not by shrinking, but by soaring.