I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness for it shows me the stars.FROM: THE GREATEST SALESMAN IN THE WORLD PART II The End Of The Story by Og MandinoREFLECTION:What darkness have you had to endure? Are you able to see the "stars" beyond the darkness?How has the light shown you the way?Can you embrace both the light and the darkness of your life?
Whatever "it" is. That's probably a mistake. People don't know what you know, don't believe what you believe, don't fear what you fear. They're not equally skilled, equally fast and equally equipped. "If I were you" isn't that helpful.FROM: Seth Godin's BlogREFLECTION:Do you spend time comparing yourself to others?Do you offer advice to to others.... "if I were you..."?How can you better believe in yourself... in your gifts and talents and skills? Can you let others experience their own journey?
WHAT TO REMEMBER WHEN WAKING In that first hardly noticed moment to which you wake, coming back to this life from the other more secret, moveable and frighteningly honest world where everything began, there is a small opening into the new day which closes the moment you begin your plans. What you can plan is too small for you to live. What you can live wholeheartedly will make plans enough for the vitality hidden in your sleep. To be human is to become visible while carrying what is hidden as a gift to others. To remember the other world in this world is to live in your true inheritance. You are not a troubled guest on this earth, you are not an accident amidst other accidents you were invited from another and greater night than the one from which you have just emerged. Now, looking through the slanting light of the morning window toward the mountain presence of everything that can be, what urgency calls you to your one love? What shape waits in the seed of you to grow and spread its branches against a future sky? Is it waiting in the fertile sea? In the trees beyond the house? In the life you can imagine for yourself? In the open and lovely white page on the waiting desk? ~ David Whyte ~ Poem by David Whyte from his book: THE HOUSE OF BELONGING REFLECTION: Do you ever feel like a troubled or uninvited guest? What urgency is calling to you? What seed is waiting to grow and spread in you? Waking up, what do you need to remember?