“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.”
by Marianne Williamson
from:A Return To Love:Reflections on the Principles of A Course in Miracles
Search This Blog
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
HARVEST TIME
My heart being a drought ridden land
Showers of love seem extinct
Seeds of happiness lay sown
I pray religiously for mercy to be shown
Tonight I do the rain dance
The Gods are not pleased with my rhythm and this was my last chance
And as hope turns to doubt
And abandoning the land seems to be the only way out
Her presence gives way to the first drop
Her smile opens up the skies
Behold a renewed faith in a new crop
Her first words send drops rushing down to the cursed land
I'm showered with love as she gives me her hand
Seeds of happiness grow into strong trees
And as I shed a tear and fall to my knees
The ripe fruit of happiness appear
Now we can both enjoy the fruit because HARVEST TIME IS HERE!
Andrae Hlophe...
Showers of love seem extinct
Seeds of happiness lay sown
I pray religiously for mercy to be shown
Tonight I do the rain dance
The Gods are not pleased with my rhythm and this was my last chance
And as hope turns to doubt
And abandoning the land seems to be the only way out
Her presence gives way to the first drop
Her smile opens up the skies
Behold a renewed faith in a new crop
Her first words send drops rushing down to the cursed land
I'm showered with love as she gives me her hand
Seeds of happiness grow into strong trees
And as I shed a tear and fall to my knees
The ripe fruit of happiness appear
Now we can both enjoy the fruit because HARVEST TIME IS HERE!
Andrae Hlophe...
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)