Gandalf: Saruman believes it is only great power that can hold evil in check, but that is not what I have found. I found it is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay. Small acts of kindness and love. Why Bilbo Baggins? Perhaps because I am afraid, and he gives me courage.
Galadriel: Do not be afraid, Mthrandir. You are not alone. If you should ever need my help… I will come.
This is us. We are bold &
strong, loyal and loving
to all. we are truth-
tellers & dreamers.
We’re perfectly imperfect…
embracing each others
weaknesses & encouraging each
others strengths. We know
everybody is weird to
somebody… so we be ourselves
and help others be them-
selves too. We also know
that ultimately all things
work together for good
& that the greatest of
these is love x
“All it takes to make a difference is the courage to stop proving I was right in being unable to make a difference … to stop assigning cause for my inability to the circumstances outside of myself and to be willing to have been that way, and to see that the fear of being a failure is a lot less important than the unique opportunity I have to make a difference”
The great French Impressionist painter, Monet sat in his garden on a warm afternoon. He was napping lightly on his garden bench, with the sunlight dappling gently through the straw hat resting over his face. It was soft and warm on his closed eyelids. He sighs contentedly. A nosy neighbor poked his head over the fence, keen to know what the brilliant artist was up to now. “Sir, you are resting!” the curious neighbor called out. “No”, responded Monet, wriggling to get even more comfortable on his reclining garden chair. “I am working.” He relaxed further as the mild breeze tickled the hair on his forearms.
Monet returned to his garden the next day. Consumed by the urge to translate his feelings onto the canvas, he painted with great energy and focus. He was inspired and paint flowed. Again the nosy neighbor poked his head over the fence. He called out, “Sir, you are working!”
“No,” said the artist, barely pausing with his brush, “I am resting”.
– As told by Alana Fairchild in Sacred Rebel Deck Book
“When your thoughts become your identity that is called ego. Ego is a case of mistaken identity. You believe that the illusory thoughts that come and go are your true self. Your true self is the dimension of you that does not come and go.”