One degree from having the life you imagine…

Our Deepest Fear

I share this very moving poem with you in hopes, you never quell your greatness, for our sake……Shine on…….

~Julia Renfro

by Marianne Williamson

delivered by Nelson Mandella
in his 1994 Inaugural speech

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 doesn’t 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.

Distinction-Compassion and Vulnerbility- A Breakthrough

I share this moment with you in hopes, it stirs some positive ripples in the lake.

– Julia Renfro

Main Entry: com·pas·sion
Pronunciation: km-pash-n
Function: noun
: sorrow or pity caused by the suffering or misfortune of another : SYMPATHY
– com·pas·sion·ate  /-pash-(-)nt/ adjective
– com·pas·sion·ate·ly adverb

Main Entry: vul·ner·a·ble 

Pronunciation: \ˈvəl-n(ə-)rə-bəl, ˈvəl-nər-bəl\

Function: adjective

Etymology: Late Latin vulnerabilis, from Latin vulnerare to wound, from vulner-, vulnus wound; probably akin to Latin vellere to pluck, Greek oulē wound

Date: 1605

1 : capable of being physically or emotionally wounded 2 : open to attack or damage : assailable 

— vul·ner·a·bil·i·ty  \ˌvəl-n(ə-)rə-ˈbi-lə-tē\ noun

— vul·ner·a·ble·ness  \ˈvəl-n(ə-)rə-bəl-nəs, ˈvəl-nər-bəl-\ noun

— vul·ner·a·bly  \-blē\ adverb

 

 

Drawing from my recent experience, I have let go of hatred, vendetta, and righteousness, and forgave the one who smited me, by understanding the other’s pain, and lack of human understandings. I cried deeply, because I also realized how connected we all are. I mean, I got it on a level I never have before, I felt it deep in my core. Each person is a pebble dropped in a calm lake, each person ripples out and effects another. How many people do I effect in a positive way by forgiving one person? How many people do I effect in a negative manner by holding a grudge? I forgive you Daddy, I love you.