“You can recognize a Warrior of the Light by the look in his eye. Warriors of Light are in the world~they form part of this world and they were sent into the world without saddlebags or sandals. They are often cowardly~they do not always act correctly.
Warriors of the Light are wounded by the most foolish things~they worry about trivialities~they believe themselves incapable of growing. Warriors of Light sometimes believe themselves unworthy of blessings or miracles.
Warriors of the Light often ask themselves what they are doing here. Often they find their lives meaningless.
That is why they are Warriors of the Light. Because they fail. Because they ask questions. Because they keep looking for meaning. And in the end~they will find it.” Paulo Coelho
“Parents rarely let go of their children, so children let go of them.
They move on. They move away.
The moments that used to define them are covered by
moments of their own accomplishments.
It is not until much later, that
their stories and all their accomplishments, sit atop the stories
of their mothers and fathers, stones upon stones,
beneath the water of their lives.”
““I forgive the tears I was made to shed, I forgive the pain and the disappointments, I forgive the betrayals and the lies, I forgive the slanders and intrigues, I forgive the hatred and the persecution, I forgive the blows that hurt me, I forgive the wrecked dreams, I forgive the stillborn hopes, I forgive the hostility and jealousy, I forgive the indifference and ill will, I forgive the injustice carried out in the name of justice, I forgive the anger and the cruelty, I forgive the neglect and the contempt, I forgive the world and all its evils… I also forgive myself. May the misfortunes of the past no longer weigh on my heart. Instead of pain and resentment, I choose understanding and compassion. Instead of rebellion, I choose the music from my violin. Instead of grief, I choose forgetting. Instead of vengeance, I choose victory. I will be capable of loving, regardless of whether I am loved in return, of giving, even when I have nothing, of working happily, even in the midst of difficulties, of holding out my hand, even when utterly alone and abandoned, of drying my tears, even while I weep, of believing, even when no one believes in me… So it is. So it will be.” Paulo Coelho