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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 doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. You are born to make manifest the glory of God that is within you. 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're liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
-Nelson Mandela

YESTERDAY I CRIED: Ode to Bendalong Tourist Park

I want you to understand,
I had myself a really good cry yesterday.

Yesterday, I cried,
for all the days that I was too busy, or too tired, or too mad to cry

I cried for all the days, and all the ways,
and all the times I had dishonoured, disrespected and disconnected...

I cried for all the things I had given, only to have them stolen;
for all the things I had asked for that had not shown up
for all the things I had accomplished, only to give them away,
to people in circumstances, which left me feeling empty, and battered and plain old used.

I cried because there really does come a time when the only thing left to do is cry

Yesterday I cried.

I cried because little boys get left by their daddies;
and little girls get forgotten by their mummies;
and daddies don't know what to do, so they leave;
and mummies get left, so they get mad...

I cried because I hurt.
I cried because I was hurt.
I cried because hurt has no place to go except deep into the pain that caused it in the first place,
and when it gets there, the hurt wakes you up.

I cried because it was late.
I cried because it was time.
I cried because my soul knew that I didn't know that my soul knew everything I needed to know.

I cried a soulful cry yesterday, and it felt so good...
In the midst of my crying, I felt my freedom coming,
Because Yesterday,
I cried with an agenda.

- inspired by Iyanla vanzant

Again... Remember we told you about Bendalong first ;-) In Gabriella's words