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You Are The Light Of The World

by pattypino

Baby Cilantro pushing its way into the light.

Chocolate pods (cacao), from the tree, nurtured by the sun.

Time for a hippy post (come on, you had to know it was coming.) This week, we’re having all sorts of classes – on planting, and sprouting, and food prep, and digestion, and on the mind. The pervasive stream, through all of it, throughout all of this place, is that we are all connected. We are all one. Your energy with the earth and the ocean and your food and other people all contributes to the health of the planet.

And, we are all capable of bringing the light.  Here’s a poem by Marianne Williamson:

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A church in Rincon brings light.

Let Your Light Shine

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest real 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 is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insure around you.

We were born to make manifest the glory of God within us.
It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone.
And when 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.

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Thank you for following me on this journey. Thank you for shining your light on me. You are helping me find my way back to my light, again. Watch out, World!

 


2 Responses to “You Are The Light Of The World”

  1. OH Dad Ur Cuz says:

    First mention of God in your journey – made me happy – hope and pray He continues to play a role – better than all the sprouts in the world. Stay well and come home safe. – Ron

  2. squarebliss says:

    I’ve always wondered about this poem. Did Nelson Mandella steal it from Williamson?

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