Our Greatest Fear

For so long, I've believed that mankind's greatest fear was the unknown. Darkness, strangers, thoughts of unnoticed stalkers, and not having a clue what tomorrow holds for our lives can cause our imaginations to stir with deathly scary images.

However, a few days ago, I came across a quote from author Marianne Williamson and after contemplating it long and hard have decided that I was wrong. What the human race is really afraid of is delving in to what they know, shining their light, letting strangers know just how amazing God has created them to be, and creating a new tomorrow in the great power Gods has given them.

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 were born to make manifest the Glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us: it is 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.

I can't be afraid of what I can do, of the accomplishments I can make. I can't be afraid to be successful in fear of becoming boastful. I can't be afraid of hiding my brilliance, beauty, talent, and greatness. I can't be afraid to be glorious as God is glorious. I can't be afraid of taking an active role in freeing others of their own fear. I can't be afraid of me.

So I'll take a step into the unknown so that I might be able to give a few comfort with my own knowledge. I'll take a step into the darkness so that I might be brave enough to shine God's light. I'll take that step and know that He has made me glorious.

Death of a Brachiosaur

So, for anybody that knows me well enough, I've got a secret (though not so secret now) obsession with dinosaurs...specifically brachiosauri. When I'm in private, I stretch my neck and make brachiosaur sounds. Yup. That's me.

However, I'm sad to report today that a fellow brachiosaur has died. Hailing from Dixon, CA, Dixie the Dinosaur has moved twice in her lifetime (she took her unborn egg with her to Benicia and then eventually went by herself to Green Valley). Twice a sad day, she was burned to death on June 22, 2008 in the infamous California fires. Additionally, her child remains unborn and without a mother's care, will probably not make it in this world. She will stay in our prayers for the rest of all time.

Here lies Dixie. Rest in Peace.