“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 are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s 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.” -Marianne Williamson

I like to read at night. I want to fall asleep with dreams and other worlds floating around in my head, distracting me from my own. Even if it’s only for a few minutes, I want to be immersed in a life I am separate from, watching from the outside.

Quotes like the one above me, prompt me to believe in myself more than I personally allow. These are the words we need to be telling ourselves, feeding ourselves. And we need them when we rise. Rather than waiting for night, rather than wanting to escape and run away from your day, begin with a fight. Invite confidence into your mornings.

Read in the morning. Whatever you read, whatever compels you, whatever pushes you to affirm your own ability and potential and greatness… read it when you wake up.

Welcome in people and words that nourish you.

Be a fighter, sweet soul.



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