My last week in this apartment
I took down
The last two writings on the wall
Against the now-gone writing desk
Sold last Saturday
Here I share with you my mantra
The writings I forgot
That were there
The messages I got used to
That became invisible…
As I took them down
Read with my heart
For one last time
Before I tossed them
Two pieces of paper
Into the trash.
So here you go—
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,
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small doesn’t serve the world.
there is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other
Won’t feel insecure around you.
We were born to make manifest the glory of God within us.
It is not just in some of us: it is in everyone,
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously
Give other people permission to do the same.