Why aren’t we living our dreams?
Why aren’t we walking our power?
Why aren’t we working our faith?
This question comes up for me almost every day. In the midst of attempting to find an answer, this passage written by Marianne Williamson often comes to mind:
“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."
Recently, when I see what my friends and peers are accomplishing, I become jealous. Not jealous of their success … but jealous for their ambition, because I know if I were half as ambitious as they are I too could achieve great things. I have the ideas the plans, the blueprint, I have vision, but no action. I have pages and pages full of intentions, inventions, businesses, services, and art … tucked away, nicely and neatly hidden from the world. Many times I feel like I have access to warehouse full of building material, yet remain homeless because I haven’t put the pieces together to build my dream home. As in the passage above, I have been afraid of my own light. Knowing that such greatness lies within me, and ACTING on it, means I accept the responsibility that comes along with it. Up until this point I haven’t been ready for it, which is why it has taken me almost six years to get fed up with myself enough to do something about it. I’m done hiding my greatness folks, and you should be too.
This is it, ya’ll. Forreal.
