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Ein Text von Laurie Penny:

A Permission Slip

Today, you do not have to count your blessings.
You have permission not to be grateful.
You have permission not to try your very best today.
You have permission not to get over it.
You have permission to scream, alone in your house, even if the neighbors can hear.
You have permission to be moody.
You have permission to be a bit weird.
You have permission to go a bit mad.
You have permission to feel every hurt everyone has ever done to you alive on the surface of your skin.
You have permission to tell us where it hurts.
You have permission to be furious.
You have permission to be joyful.
To be too much. To be terrified. To be obscene.
You have permission to make a scene.
You have permission to be unproductive.
You have permission to make dreadful art.
You have permission to embarrass us
You can be as difficult as you need to be.
You can skip your workout today.
Rest.
You have permission to let yourself go.

Today you are excused from smiling.
You are excused from being an inspiration.
Breathe.
You are excused from suffering in silence. Suffer as loudly as you like.
You don’t have to make sure everyone else is okay first.
You don’t have to forgive what you cannot forget.
You are excused from rolling with the punches
You are excused from taking it on the chin
You are excused from turning this crisis into an opportunity
You do not have to clean up anyone else’s shit today.
You have permission not to learn from all this.
You are excused from making the best of a bad situation
You are excused from rising above.
You don’t have to treat this as an opportunity for personal growth.
You have permission to seek attention
You have permission to ask for more
You have permission to ask for better
You have permission to scare the shit out of us.
Take it.
You have permission to name names.

Der Gesang der Welt

Wie richten wir die Welt wieder aus? Durch die einfache Praxis des Gebets und der Hingabe. Wenn die Materie wieder auf ihre göttliche Natur ausgerichtet ist, beginnt sie, in einer höheren Frequenz zu schwingen. Sie beginnt zu singen; und dieser Gesang ist ein Weg zur Heilung ihrer selbst. Schon immer war Singen eine magische Form des Heilens und das Lied der Welt hat eine unbeschreibliche Macht.

– aus Llewellyn Vaughan-Lee, Die Matrix des Lebens, S. 89.

Liebende aller Arten

 

“ Der Planet braucht keine erfolgreichen Menschen’ mehr.
Der Planet braucht dringend Friedensstifter, Heiler, Erneuerer,
Geschichtenerzähler
und Liebende aller Arten.
Er braucht Menschen, die gut an in ihren Plätzen leben.
Er braucht Menschen mit Zivilcourage, bereit, sich dafür einzusetzen,
die Welt lebenswert und menschlich zu gestalten.
Diese Qualitäten haben wenig
mit der Art von Erfolg zu tun,
wie er in unserer Kultur verbreitet ist.
“         

                                                            ~ H.H.The Dalai Lama