I have never really wanted much out of life.
Just food to eat, water to drink, good health and a little bit of money to buy some beers over the weekend. For a majority of my life this has been my life philosophy and it has kept me humble and "poor" if I may say so myself. It is often said the biggest obstacle in your life is the person staring back at you but in retrospect I am very happy with the way things are. I have more than enough to eat and I have more than to drink. Life, happened whilst I was busy being ignorant of the ways things are. In my world, the world where I exist, people my age buy cars, have wives and are looking into starting to pay up a bond. Some are parents some are just plain messed up but it is what it is.
You know when you have 20 pairs of socks and on one of the pairs 1 sock goes missing, you are now stuck with that one sock. Even though you want to throw it away you just keep it because maybe just maybe you might find the other pair one day. I am that lost pair of socks, it feels as though a part of me has gone missing and I don't even know where to go looking for it.
So here I am going out to buy the 20th pair of socks and throwing away that naughty 1 sock. You know the funniest thing I have found is being surrounded by thousands of people and feeling all alone.
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 and fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small does not serve the world.
There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other
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 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.
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