“He hath a heart as sound as a bell and his tongue is the clapper; for what his heart thinks his tongue speaks.” – Much Ado About Nothing
Love it! Our bells ring of love, hate, joy, sadness, passion, hurt, envy, anger, awe, spirit … What ever melody we play inside, notes play on the outside. Might as well become instruments for good, praise, and the highest Love. In the end, the music we send out vibrates back to us.
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“But be not afraid of greatness; some are born great, some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon ’em.” (Twelfth Night, or What You Will)
This one is a very popular line and we have heard it a lot. What I like about it is that it makes greatness accessible to all. Despite our doubts and fears, we all have greatness in us – if we could only let it thru, let it shine. We are works of art by a Creator of all things (my personal belief) and most times, we forget about that.
We mesmerize while observing works of art at a Museum, while reading a poem, or a brilliant piece; however, we don’t do the same when we look in a mirror. Why is that? It puzzles me too. Maybe it is because in failing to recognize this greatness we protect ourselves from being afraid of it, from letting it out – from stepping up to the plate and becoming great.
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