I' ve been wanting to write a post about Mandela but didn't t really dare to sit and start hitting the keys.
The man is just to great to write about, right!? I though " Who am I? How can I ever write anything that is remotely at his level or that even begins to honor his life work". Plus I can't write another post, when the whole planet has already.
So I didn't start, obviously..., which is -partly- why my blog has been mute for a while.
Ha! This is how I am, if I shy away from something I just run the other direction;) But you know there must be a happy ending to this one right? If you are reading this it means my light was bigger than my fear.
So what happened? How did I suddenly decide I was good enough to write about Nelson Mandela? Mmh... I'll go with "It just hit me under the shower" type of scenario for now and will tell you the details of it later. The very thing I have learned and will never forget from him is what he said during his inauguration speach in 1994. Words written by Marianne Williamson ( I know there is some debate about that but I will go with the easiest story here.)
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We are born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us, it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
These words have helped me many times, in my private and my professional life, they have fueled my creativity consistently ( 10 years ago, I even put up a play - MA CAGE- about it in Paris), and yes they have helped me write this blog this very week because they reminded me that I wasn't afraid of writing an inadequate blog post, quite the contrary. Thank you Madiba, thank you Marianne Williamson for your amazing gift to humanity. I can confidently write to finish this blog that we are all great. We are all Nelson Mandela.