Asking Permission
Asking Permission
I found this poem today, and I post it in honor of our friend Wisconsin and the new life she starts now:
Asking Permission
We do not need permission
To live our life guided by that which lives within us.
And yet, too often, some part of our heart
Waits for someone else to give the go-ahead
Before we fully embody our wisdom and our silliness,
Our joy and our sorrow.
This is what it means to give our power away:
To court the approval of others
To silently ask for permission that is not another's to give
To spend our lives waiting
For that which was within us all along.
~Oriah House "Permission" (c) 2015 (Gratitude for the photo from Karen Davis, Open Door Dreaming)
The blog it came from is here The Green Bough
Asking Permission
We do not need permission
To live our life guided by that which lives within us.
And yet, too often, some part of our heart
Waits for someone else to give the go-ahead
Before we fully embody our wisdom and our silliness,
Our joy and our sorrow.
This is what it means to give our power away:
To court the approval of others
To silently ask for permission that is not another's to give
To spend our lives waiting
For that which was within us all along.
~Oriah House "Permission" (c) 2015 (Gratitude for the photo from Karen Davis, Open Door Dreaming)
The blog it came from is here The Green Bough
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