When You Feel Unnoticed

There is a kind of tired that doesn’t come from doing too much but from being too much alone in what you carry.

You show up. You care. You stay strong for others.

But somewhere inside, a quieter voice wonders: Does anyone even see me?

You don't want recognition. Just a soft place to land. Just a moment where someone says: “I know it’s been heavy. And I see you.”

But often, that moment doesn’t arrive.

And so you keep walking, quietly unraveling, silently stitching yourself back together because the world doesn’t pause for your weariness.

From the Dhammapada, a line speaks gently,

“As a solid rock is not shaken by the wind, so the wise are not moved by praise or blame.”

But before wisdom, comes honesty.

And before strength, comes the courage to feel.

you are not invisible,

but you may be in a season, where the mirror is fogged, and your light feels hidden, even from you,

like the moon behind thick clouds,

unchanged,

but unseen, Still full, even in darkness,

and like the roots of an old tree, your quiet endurance is what holds others steady, even if no one notices the soil beneath their feet,

you were never meant to bloom for applause, only to bloom, because it is your nature, because even unseen things matter.

If today you feel unnoticed, know this reflection is a place that sees you.

Not to fix. Not to change. But to honor.

You don’t have to shine for anyone to believe in your light. You don’t have to be seen to matter.

If this met you somewhere quiet inside, you’re welcome to respond not with noise, but with presence.

A breath. A pause. Or simply the knowing that, in this moment you were felt. ----------

© 2025 Beyond Silence.

A note from the listening silence. Please credit respectfully if shared.