Masks

We wait all these years to find someone who understands us, I thought, someone who accepts us as we are, someone with a wizard's power to melt stone to sunlight, who can bring us happiness in spite of trials, who can face our dragons in the night, who can transform us into the soul we choose to be. Just yesterday I found that magical Someone is the face we see in the mirror: It's us and our homemade masks. Richard Bach

Masks. Those things we hold up to hold off the world, to hold back from showing our beauty and wonder, the miracle and joy of being ourselves.

We all have them. We all use them. The challenge is to discard them. To let go of holding onto our homemade masks so that we can come home to our mystical, magical, magnificent selves.

Today, I invite you to drop your masks, put down your fears that you will be found less than or other than who you truly, magnificently are.

The white light streams down to be broken up by those human prisms into all the colors of the rainbow. Charles R. Brown

Drop your masks and let your colours shine true.

It is a day for unmasking.

The question is: What masks do you hide behind? Are you willing to let it go and stand naked in the light of being your one true self?