Medrar

Medo, medo de crescer. Ser demasiado grande para o que posso suportar. Medo, ainda mais medo de diminuir. Ser demasiado pequeno, incapaz de me libertar.
Talvez sejam universais estes medos, talvez singulares, mas temos que medrar. Crescer. Desenvolver. Nunca ficar parados. Seguir os passos de homens anteriores. Homens superiores.
Ficam aqui duas ideias uma de uma música brasileira outra de um livro que não me recordo qual é só a autora.

 "Depois que o primeiro homem
Maravilhosamente pisou na lua
Eu me senti com direitos, com princípios
E dignidade
De me libertar"

Take it easy my brother charlie - Jorge Ben Jor



"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's 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're liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others." Marianne Williamson