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Powerful Beyond Measure

Prosperity. Abundance. Hope. Joy.

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joy (Photo credit: Ganesh K S)

This has been a daily mantra of mine for quite some time.

Without feeling very prosperous, with a lack of abundance, hope and joy, these four simple words became part of my everyday waking, meditation and my nighttime routine as I threw off the garment of 2012 and headed exposed and vulnerable into 2013.

At midnight, as I toasted my friends, I also silently toasted the success I was sure to find as 2013 rolled on. I vowed that I would look back on 2013 as a year of positive change and transition.

So, we’re just beyond half-way into 2013.  Last night, as I settled in to a bench along the lakeside trail to watch the sunset, I thought of a quote from Marianne Williamson’s, A Return to Love; Reflections on the Principles of A Course in Miracles;

“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.”

You see, as I walked the lake trail, my wondering at the beauty of nature was interrupted by a pesky anxious thought, “Holy bourbon Batman, next weekend I’m flying solo.” At work that is.  My mind began to race about all the things that I felt less than confident about, and I panicked a bit. I went over a checklist of things ‘to-do’ on Monday morning and then I went over it again about five more times.

Five kilometers later, as I settled in on a bench, the sunset glowed a soft orange-pink over the lake.

Ten years ago, if you would have asked my capped and gowned graduating self which company I dreamed of working for, and what job I wanted to have, this would have been it.  In fact, I remember telling myself that in ten years, this is where I would be. After a bit of a detour, here I am.

Wondering at the beauty of the sunset and getting back to the simple mindfulness meditation of breathing, I realized that I was not afraid of failure. Failure is not, and has never been an option for me.

I realized darlings, that I was somewhat afraid of success.  I was thinking, ” Who am I to be successful?”. When really, the question is, “Who am I not to be?”.

My work is and always has been a call to service.  When most folks are complaining about the tedium of the mundane, I feel energized.  How can I not be successful when I work with love and the belief way down  deep in my fabulous little heart, that what I’m doing for others is ‘good’ work?

Always remember my sweet, tender little plums, you were born to thrive. You were born to be successful, and you are naturally fabulous just the way you are.

Breathe deeply, and hold your head up high as you step out into the light my lovelies. Make every day a great one, and for those days that are a little less than terrific….God gave us champagne!!!

 

 

 

 

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One thought on “Powerful Beyond Measure

  1. Talk about coincidence. I just finished reading that book of Marianne’s too and also her new one Divine Law and A Woman’s Worth. I have been taking CIM on line.

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