Our Deepest Fear

 I'm sure many of you have noticed the numerous proud students donning cap and gown making their way through the streets to graduation.  I always take the time to stop and say congratulations.   Usually they beam back a thank you as they scurry on. Those of us who graduate in life from one phase to another are always such an inspiration to everyone.  Here's hoping that Marianne Williams words encourage you.

 

by Marianne Williamson from A Return To Love: Reflections on the Principles of A Course in Miracles (See note below about Nelson Mandela)

“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'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.”

Mother to Son

Readers:  To anyone who has experienced the love of a mother in any way. 

 

Mother to Son

By Langston Hughes 1902–1967 Langston Hughes

Well, son, I’ll tell you:

Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.

It’s had tacks in it,

And splinters,

And boards torn up,

And places with no carpet on the floor—

Bare.

But all the time

I’se been a-climbin’ on,

And reachin’ landin’s,

And turnin’ corners,

And sometimes goin’ in the dark

Where there ain’t been no light.

So boy, don’t you turn back.

Don’t you set down on the steps

’Cause you finds it’s kinder hard.

Don’t you fall now—

For I’se still goin’, honey,

I’se still climbin’,

And life for me ain’t been no crystal stair.

 

 

God Enjoys A Good Laugh!

Once again readers another friend of mine sent me this light hearted read that I thought you all would enjoy sharing.

GOD ENJOYS A GOOD LAUGH!   There were 3 good arguments that Jesus was Black:   1. He called everyone brother   2. He liked Gospel    3. He didn't get a fair trial   But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Jewish:    1. He went into His Father's business   2. He lived at home until he was 33   3. He was sure his Mother was a virgin and his Mother was sure He was God   But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Italian:    1. He talked with His hands   2. He had wine with His meals   3. He used olive oil   But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was a Californian:    1. He never cut His hair   2. He walked around barefoot all the time   3. He started a new religion   But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was an American Indian:   1. He was at peace with nature   2. He ate a lot of fish   3. He talked about the Great Spirit   But then there were 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Irish:   1. He never got married..   2. He was always telling stories.   3. He loved green pastures.   But the most compelling evidence of all - 3 proofs that Jesus was a woman:   1. He fed a crowd at a moment's notice when there was virtually no food   2. He kept trying to get a message across to a bunch of men who just didn't get it   3. And even when He was dead, He had to get up because there was still work to do     Can I get an AMEN ???

Peace & Blessings

Jeanette