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Recommend this profile to your Facebook friends. personal messageOur 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 frieghtens us. We ask ourselves, "Who am I to be brilliant,gorgeous,talented,fa bulous?" Actually,who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small dose not serve the world. There is nothing enlighten about shrinking, So that other people won't feel insecure around you. We were all meant to shine as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of god within us. It's not just in some of us. It's in all of us,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 fears, Our presence automatically liberates others.
WRITTEN BY : MARIANNE WILLIAMSON
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I have been where brave men dare not travel,I have looked inside my soul where my hearts true mysteries have begun to unravel.I have lived my life under the thin vail of all my lies,I ask you is this how a fallen angels heart dies.I have propped myself up on an invisible pedestal,how dumb can i be,humbled an almost broken for all the world to see.Now there was nothing glamorous about the lane i was cruising,thought I was winning ,what a joke,to know i was only losing. It's amazing what... (continue reading) LOSTPosted
LOST not because i can not find my way,no that path is well lit for i can see where i'm going. LOST not because i can not find myself,no because no matter where i go there I am. LOST not because I do not know which direction to turn,no I seek to go foward to face what lay ahead. As for me it's looking back which causes me to stumble,tripping all over those would'a ,could'a,and the should'a.Damn it,Oh excuse me ,but that sort of inward reflecting causes me to revisit my past... (continue reading) THOUGHTSPosted
I have thrown away Gods blessing,like a child discards a broken toy.The promises written in that book,yes the one i placed upon the shelf those many years ago,have all but faded like those verses i eagerly highlighted.Can words so powerful truely be removed from my heart.Why can't they be like the scars of my youth,i know where and when they happened and i can still recall the pain.Was so easly swayed by a gentle whisper in my ear,yes,was i week,yes ,or was it the longing too... (continue reading) favorite pages
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