Even the Humblest Star Still Shines

Just a few words, a reminder, that we’re all meant to be brilliant.

I open my hand. The stress is gone. My hand is free to touch, to move, to help a friend who needs me, to type these words to you. So many things that I can feel and understand when my heart is open too.

Letting go is hope. It is belief, and aspiration. It becomes reaching for a dream. It has passion for a noble vision. Letting go can open eyes; it can open minds; it can open hearts to understanding.

We cannot hold our hand closed when we are reaching.
–from With an Open Heart

Thank you to everyone who helped me spell the title correctly.

Even the Humblest Star Still Shines

Just a few words, a reminder, that we’re all meant to be brilliant.

Even with our best effort and imaginings, we have no control over many things that happen around us. (Maybe we could, but I’ve yet to meet anyone who’s quite that evolved.) We have total control over how we respond to all of that input. It’s in that response that our motivation most counts. Here’s what I mean.
–from The Most Powerful Force in the Universe

Even the Humblest Star Still Shines

Just a few words, a reminder, that we’re all meant to be brilliant.

The world is majestic. How can we live here and ignore it? We only have to look a few seconds and we’re wired to be moved by it. It’s our home. It changes us to stop to recognize it. We’re filled up with what we need.

Be awe-inspired. Then show another person how to be.
–from Change the World: Be Awe-Inspired

Even the Humblest Star Still Shines

Just a few words, a reminder, that we’re all meant to be brilliant.

Our human universe was meant to have stars that shine in the daytime, to shine with the smiles of the people We only have to give them a reason to show you the way they twinkle brilliantly. We all know how to — people and stars are made of the same stuff.
— from The 6 Quickest Ways to Fill Your Universe with Stars

Even the Humblest Star Still Shines

Just a few words, a reminder, that we’re all meant to be brilliant.

Somewhere along my life, I picked up a message that believing in heroes was naive at best. White knights and folks who do things without thought of gain or glory are often portrayed as fictional creatures. People who cared for my well-being told me that often enough. For them, I tried to believe, but how could I after the dad I had? My only recourse was to decide I’d rather be a fool than live in a world where heroes couldn’t be.

I chose right.
from About Heroes and Believing

Even the Humblest Star Still Shines

Just a few words, a reminder, that we’re all meant to be brilliant.

We make our ideas smaller by thinking we weren’t meant to do something. Other folks were meant to change things. We were meant to live with them. Why do we argue for that? Isn’t the opposite an equally valid argument?

Why do we shy away from what we long to be doing?

Are we afraid that we actually could make a difference? — from One World-Sized Idea