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THE MANIFESTO OF ENCOURAGEMENT

By Rob Brezsny

Right now:

There
are Tibetan Buddhist monks in a temple in the Himalayas endlessly
reciting mantras for the cessation of your suffering and for the
flourishing of your happiness.

Someone you haven’t met yet is already dreaming of adoring you.

Someone is writing a book that you will read in the next two years that will change how you look at life.

Nuns in the Alps are in endless vigil, praying for the Holy Spirit to alight the hearts of all of God’s children.

A farmer is looking at his organic crops and whispering, “nourish them.”

Someone
wants to kiss you, to hold you, to make tea for you. Someone is willing
to lend you money, wants to know what your favourite food is, and treat
you to a movie. Someone in your orbit has something immensely valuable
to give you — for free.

Something is being invented this year that will change how your generation lives, communicates, heals and passes on.

The next great song is being rehearsed.

Thousands
of people are in yoga classes right now intentionally sending light out
from their heart chakras and wrapping it around the earth.

Millions of children are assuming that everything is amazing and will always be that way.

Someone
is in profound pain, and a few months from now, they’ll be thriving
like never before. They just can’t see it from where they’re at.

Someone
who is craving to be partnered, to be acknowledged, to ARRIVE, will get
precisely what they want — and even more. And because that gift will
be so fantastical in it’s reach and sweetness, it will quite magically
alter their memory of angsty longing and render it all “So worth the
wait.”

Someone
has recently cracked open their joyous, genuine nature because they did
the hard work of hauling years of oppression off of their psyche —
this luminous juju is floating in the ether, and is accessible to you. 

Someone just this second wished for world peace, in earnest.

Someone is fighting the fight so that you don’t have to.

Some
civil servant is making sure that you get your mail, and your garbage
is picked up, that the trains are running on time, and that you are
generally safe. Someone is dedicating their days to protecting your
civil liberties and clean drinking water.

Someone
is regaining their sanity. Someone is coming back from the dead.
Someone is genuinely forgiving the seemingly unforgivable. Someone is
curing the incurable.

You. Me. Some. One. Now.