Our Deepest Fear

“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... It's not just in some of us; it's 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."                             

                                                                                                                                                         -Marianne Williamson

                                                                                                                                              

 

This being human is a guest house.

Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness,

some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!

Even if they are a crowd of sorrows who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture,

still, treat each guest honorably.  It may be clearing you out for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,

meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.

                              Be grateful for whatever comes because each has been sent as a guide from beyond

                                                                                                                                                            -Rumi

     The Guest House

 

The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you

 

                don’t go back to sleep

 

   You must ask for what you really want

 

                don’t go back to sleep

 

People are going back and forth between the

 

       door sill where the two worlds touch

           

              the door is round and open

             

                   don’t go back to sleep.

                                                                           -Rumi