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Showing posts with label John Holland; Vulnerability; Fear; Enhance; Focus; Follow Through;. Show all posts
Showing posts with label John Holland; Vulnerability; Fear; Enhance; Focus; Follow Through;. Show all posts

Saturday, November 25, 2023

Protecting the Flame



"We all have a beautiful light within. 
We just sometimes forget it is there."
John Holland

It is a kindness to yourself and to others to protect your inner light. Your personal flame can guide you while in darkness and lead you out into the world. Like a candle burning brightly, you can maintain brightness by aligning with personal peace. The warmth felt within is uplifting and supportive in the face of fear.

You keep your flame strong by nurturing ideas, and thoughts. You protect your light from those who do not share your inspirations and intentions by observing those who surround you. If you find that you are not thriving, it is time to go within where your light cannot be dimmed and re-evaluate. 

When overwhelmed by discord,  remember you cannot change some circumstances nor other people. You can, however, continue to rekindle your light to  illuminate truth and right passage. Focus on what is right for you while offering respect or simply walking away. Fan your flame with intentions to keep your light alive and bright.

Sunday, November 16, 2014

Sing My Words




"Don't let fear hold you back or allow a misguided sense
that feeling vulnerable is somehow a negative condition."

John Holland


Unfolding is a never ending process.  Layer upon layer unfolds, deeper understanding prevails, and new discoveries trigger the need for change.  Change is constant with minor lapses where we can briefly be in a comfort zone.  

I have been the tight bud of a flower, wound so tightly my petals had no choice but to unfold.  It has taken years to withstand the torrents of rain and suffocating sunshine, resulting in a sense of nakedness.  Even though I have been surrounded by the sweet fragrance of gathered flowers,  the task of being aligned has been no slight of hand.  

Seasons change, and petals fall and the stalk remains not erect, but somewhat tall.  With all of my strength, in this vulnerable state, I gently sing a hymn.  Though few will understand these notes  trickling through my stem, I pray for strength to sing my words all the way to the end.