Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
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Marianne Williamson
Monday, January 31, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Who I am
I am
the genuine
original
#1 me
crafty
creative
studious
me.
I am
astonishing
full of flowers
sweet as icing
a wanderer
a dreamer
born in strawberry fields
born to meet the god of love
to ask for the one I need.
Unafraid of the future unknown,
trusting.
Embark.
Become the true you
genuine.
original.
true.
Free to be just me.
In this world of look alikes
Shout it out
Whisper it.
You are TRUE
because You are You.
the genuine
original
#1 me
crafty
creative
studious
me.
I am
astonishing
full of flowers
sweet as icing
a wanderer
a dreamer
born in strawberry fields
born to meet the god of love
to ask for the one I need.
Unafraid of the future unknown,
trusting.
Embark.
Become the true you
genuine.
original.
true.
Free to be just me.
In this world of look alikes
Shout it out
Whisper it.
You are TRUE
because You are You.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
Poety Challenge
Recently I've been reading a book about exploring yourself and your own creativity. Own of the challenges with the book is to write a poem that uses words that you found in a book/magazine that somehow spoke to you or jumped out at you. You aren't supposed to read a full book or anything, just skim a few pages and write down the words. After you find some words that you like you use them to craft a poem. I took out an old leather bound thesaurus and wrote this.
astonishing that it could happen,
quick trust
in a wise soul.
a treacherous voyage
to see
the god of love
to ask
for the beloved.
powers
of a wanderer
full of tenderness
who dallied in the still waters
embark
become the navigator
say the words you've been longing to say
shout it
whisper it
like the fog rolling in
over the pavement
lithe and sweet
words
set sail on the open water
of your tender passion
love.
Never Finished
Originally uploaded by emberangel
Originally uploaded by emberangel
astonishing that it could happen,
quick trust
in a wise soul.
a treacherous voyage
to see
the god of love
to ask
for the beloved.
powers
of a wanderer
full of tenderness
who dallied in the still waters
embark
become the navigator
say the words you've been longing to say
shout it
whisper it
like the fog rolling in
over the pavement
lithe and sweet
words
set sail on the open water
of your tender passion
love.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Perfect day
Perfect day
Originally uploaded by emberangel
“I think everyone has a certain part of their lives where they truly wish they could freeze time. Whether it was three years ago, today, or still to come, whether it was just a moment, a whole day, or a whole summer. Everyone has a time in their life where they wish everything would just stop. The world would stop turning and people would stop changing because to them, at that time, everything was perfect.”
Thursday, January 6, 2011
the truth is.
This year I hope to write more. The only problem is that I don't know what to write. I want it to become something that I am proud of, instead of something that I want to throw away.
The best way to do that, I think, is simply to write what you are feeling. Just that. None of the made up bullshit that we seem to string together to make coherent sentences. Just the truth.
The truth is. My head hurts. The kind of thing that makes me want to hide away from the world all day.
The truth is. I am in love.
The truth is. I haven't told anyone yet, expect you, dear reader.
The truth is. I am finally over all of the drama that came with my ex boyfriend. He was my first love and he ripped out my heart when he moved away. But... he wasn't really right for me. It would have been so much easier if I had seen it.
The truth is. Life hurts. You usually end up burned. The best thing to do is stick with the people who will pull you out as your house burns down around you.
The truth is. I lie. A lot. But I haven't been lately.
The truth is. There is so much that my parents don't know about me. I don't know what they would do if they found out.
The truth is. Every decision that I made and twists that life took me on... lead me to where I am today. So even if those moments broke me down, they lead me to become who I am today... and I wouldn't change it.
The truth is, originally uploaded by emberangel. |
The best way to do that, I think, is simply to write what you are feeling. Just that. None of the made up bullshit that we seem to string together to make coherent sentences. Just the truth.
The truth is. My head hurts. The kind of thing that makes me want to hide away from the world all day.
The truth is. I am in love.
The truth is. I haven't told anyone yet, expect you, dear reader.
The truth is. I am finally over all of the drama that came with my ex boyfriend. He was my first love and he ripped out my heart when he moved away. But... he wasn't really right for me. It would have been so much easier if I had seen it.
The truth is. Life hurts. You usually end up burned. The best thing to do is stick with the people who will pull you out as your house burns down around you.
The truth is. I lie. A lot. But I haven't been lately.
The truth is. There is so much that my parents don't know about me. I don't know what they would do if they found out.
The truth is. Every decision that I made and twists that life took me on... lead me to where I am today. So even if those moments broke me down, they lead me to become who I am today... and I wouldn't change it.
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