“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 frightens us most. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?' 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 people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in all of us. And when 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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Maryanne Williamson quotes

So the young girl looked up at the man, his eyes were like oceans, reflecting the sun. Gold caressing the pupil then blue lapping greedily at the gold. His skin glowed slightly and his breath smelled of flowers, rain, and love. Something about him made her sure he was trustable. Slowly, she walked up to him, placed her small, delicate hand on his cheek. His skin was warm and inviting. The man placed his much larger, yet still soft hand on her head. Promise and love filled his eyes, small swirls of gold. Warmth filled her when he smiled and she smiled back.
“How are you my child?” He asked gently.
The girl stayed silent, but looked over to her older sister. There, in the shadow of the tall oak tree, sat a girl so consumed with pain, it was difficult for the man to look at her without having tears fill his eyes. Her heart was broken along with her usually jovial spirit. Darkness plagued her at every turn, she was lost. Like a small child in a large store. Seemingly forever lost and scared. She just needed to reach out and ask for a hand. The man would be there. To support her, hold her, and love her always. Just as he was always waiting to do.
The young girl placed her small hand in his and pulled him toward her older sister. They crossed the sunny field and the man stopped at the edge of where the shade blocked the sunlight. The child walked to her sister and held out her hand. A smile spread across the man’s face, sunshine spilling into the shadows, warming the sad girl.

so open your eyes and realize.

how can you be so selfish? so sure that this is best, when i know your really just trying to protect your self, when i promised i would be there to catch you. Maybe not the catch you want, but you know your not the one i hold my arms open for, i dont even know whom that may be. But i wish you wouldnt be so quick to say i dont love you. "What kind of love is that?" you ask, well it's she special slot of love that you have taken in my heart. "You dont need me." i do. I need you because you need me more then you even realize.

million pieces

To capture my breath with my eyes, pink nose and ears, tiny delicate white flakes cling to the hair on my arm. Cold, wet, astonishing. And i think to myself, who ever thought of something so breath takingly perfect in every way has got it down immaculately. To every complex detail, like a million piece jigsaw puzzle.