I woke up this morning to hear that Nelson Mandela was spending Easter in the hospital. I've had his inaugural speech laying on my bedside table all week. I copied it down in '94 and laminated it with Scotch tape and Swore to live by it.
It's now yellowed and familiar like an old family photograph.
“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.”
The thing is, I kind of forgot. Ya know. To live with that in mind.
My sincere apologies to Mandela and God and all of those who only met The Unincredible Shrinking Me.
Please allow me to reintroduce myself!