"Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They came through you but not from you.
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you,
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.”
- Kahlil Gibran, Lebanese-U.S. poet and painter
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, handsome, talented and 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 within us.
It is not just in some; it is in everyone.
And, as we let our own light shine, we consciously give
other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.
“I personally do not believe in politics, hatred or anger in my musical composition,” he wrote in the liner notes to his album “Serenade to a Soul Sister” in 1968. “Musical composition should bring happiness and joy to people and make them forget their troubles.”
Horace Silver, a pianist, composer and bandleader who was one of the most popular and influential jazz musicians of the 1950s and ’60s, died on Wednesday at his home in New Rochelle, N.Y. He was 85.
His death was announced by Blue Note Records, the company for which he recorded from 1952 to 1979.
A boat docked in a tiny village. A rich tourist complimented
the fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took
him to catch them.
Not very long, answered the fisherman.
But then, why didn’t you stay out longer and catch more?? asked the businessman
The fisherman explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his needs
and those of his family.
The businessman asked, But what do you do with the rest of your time??
I sleep, fish a little, play with my children, and spend some time with my wife. In the evenings, I go into town to see my friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs. I have a full life.
The businessman interrupted, I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you!
You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra
fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat.
And after that? asked the fisherman.
With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one
and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers.
Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate
directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant. You
can then leave this little village and move to Los Angeles, or New York City ! From there you can direct your huge new enterprise.
How long would that take? asked the fisherman.
Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years, replied the businessman .
And after that??
Afterwards? Well my friend, that’s when it gets really interesting,
answered the businessman, laughing. When your business gets really big, you
can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!
Millions? Really? And after that?? asked the fisherman.
After that you’ll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast,
sleep later, play with your children, catch a few fish,spend some time with
your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends.
The moral of this story ?
Know where you’re going in life. You may already have the important things.