"The black Background" or "The Border"
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"In Greek mythology Procrustes a vagabond, wanderer of the bed was inappropriate in a general squeezed: Who was too long, everything got chopped off any surplus, who was too short, was stretched to the right length. Each of us has the task to fathom who he really is. No one else can answer the question for us.
>> Who are you? <<Is a question that under the surface lies a vast, ramified root system thousands of times.
Who am I behind my mask behind my role? Who am I behind my words? Who am I when I'm alone with me? When I wake up in the middle of the night, then who am I? When the dawn me out of the jungle at night gets who I am before I am back behind the mask and the name of my days bring in identity security? -
It is one of the most neglected work our daily lives that we manage to keep hidden the wild complex diversity of our true identity so well that few people even suspect, what worlds collide in our hearts.
The friendship and love should be the safe regions in which our unknown self can come out to play.
Instead of holding our friend or loved one locked up in cramped cages cleaned up the frightened identity, should love him and set us free to celebrate our inherent complexity.
Why do we feel afraid and just in front of us to enjoy ourselves and the beauty of our own divinity?"
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Source: John O'Donohue, "Echo der Seele"
|| Wikipedia: John O'Donohue ||
"The black Background" or "The Border"
Don't use this image on websites,blogs or other media, without my explicit permission. View On Black
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"In Greek mythology Procrustes a vagabond, wanderer of the bed was inappropriate in a general squeezed: Who was too long, everything got chopped off any surplus, who was too short, was stretched to the right length. Each of us has the task to fathom who he really is. No one else can answer the question for us.
>> Who are you? <<Is a question that under the surface lies a vast, ramified root system thousands of times.
Who am I behind my mask behind my role? Who am I behind my words? Who am I when I'm alone with me? When I wake up in the middle of the night, then who am I? When the dawn me out of the jungle at night gets who I am before I am back behind the mask and the name of my days bring in identity security? -
It is one of the most neglected work our daily lives that we manage to keep hidden the wild complex diversity of our true identity so well that few people even suspect, what worlds collide in our hearts.
The friendship and love should be the safe regions in which our unknown self can come out to play.
Instead of holding our friend or loved one locked up in cramped cages cleaned up the frightened identity, should love him and set us free to celebrate our inherent complexity.
Why do we feel afraid and just in front of us to enjoy ourselves and the beauty of our own divinity?"
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Source: John O'Donohue, "Echo der Seele"
|| Wikipedia: John O'Donohue ||