Within everyone there is light and shadow, good and evil, love and hate. In order to be truthful, you must embrace your total being. A person who exhibits both positive and negative qualities, strengths and weaknesses is not flawed, but complete.
Each of us is a combination of light and shadow. We have a dark side as well as a light side. When we recognize our dark side, it is a humbling experience. It is also a liberating experience. We are liberated from thinking we are perfect. We become one with the rest of humanity.
Have you met your dark side?
If so, are you more aware when your dark side surfaces?
How have you experienced the struggle between light and shadow within your being?
There is nothing in the world that is not mysterious, but the mystery is more evident in certain things than in others: in the sea, in the eyes of the elders, in the color yellow, and in music.
Jorge Luis Borges
to live in this world
you must be able
to do three things
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
– Mary Oliver
retrieved from Poet Seers
There is never a sky of winter
To the heart that sings alway;
Never a night but hath stars to light,
And dreams of a rosy day.
The world is ever a garden
Red with the bloom of May;
And never a stormy morning
To the heart that sings alway!
Frank L. Stanton.
The bird, let loose in Eastern skies,
When hastening fondly home,
Ne’er stoops to earth her wing, nor flies
Where idle warblers roam.
But high she shoots through air and light
Above all low delay,
Where nothing earthly bounds her flight,
Nor shadow dims her way.
So grant me, God, from every care,
And stain of passion free,
Aloft, through Virtue’s purer air,
To hold my course to Thee!
No sin to cloud—no lure to stay
My soul, as home she springs;—
Thy sunshine on her joyful way,
Thy freedom in her wings!
I saw the long line of the vacant shore
The sea-weed and the shells upon the sand,
And the brown rocks left bare on every hand,
As if the ebbing tide would flow no more,
Then heard I, more distinctly than before,
The ocean breathe and its great breast expand,
And hurrying came on the defenceless land
The insurgent waters with tumultuous roar.
All thought and feeling and desire, I said,
Love, laughter, and the exultant joy of song
Have ebbed from me forever! Suddenly o’er me
They swept again from their deep ocean bed
And in a tumult of delight, and strong
As youth, and beautiful as youth, upbore me.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Optimist’s Good Morning
It is not true that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing dreams.
Do you have a dream?
Is your dream strong enough to pull you into tomorrow?
Is your dream powerful enough to give you the strength to overcome all the difficulties you’ll face to acquire it?
What is your dream? Leap into the unknown and go for it. Turn your dream into a reality.
If you fail, learn from it. If you stumble, get up, shake it off, and start over again and again.
Never Quit – Never Give Up