The Right to Read a Romance, Selfie with Why We Fight

That which we consent is that which we receive. We only truly have ourselves to look to for how things start and end with all we do. Welcoming our permission to drift through things we adore while honoring when we slip up by permitting the wrong things is key. Accepting where we deserve more permission and equally where we fail to give us all we need is how we endorse a brighter place to be. Liberating the roller-coaster ride of why and what we give ourselves permission for in life is an arc of authority. Giving growth is a deftness for slipping into sweet permission for relaxation or blocking the slippage if we should stake our claim to gender equality in our global media. As soon as I admitted permission was at the heart of my triumphs or my trails of tears, I was able to own the slippery slope of granting myself permission for my best life.

I gave myself permission to feel and experience all of my emotions. In order to do that, I had to stop being afraid to feel. In order to do that, I taught myself to believe that no matter what I felt or what happened when I felt it, I would be okay. ~Iyanla Vanzant

Permission is to a chess board is to possibilities. “In a complete game [of chess] there are more possible positions than there are electrons in the observable universe.” We have an endless variety of permissible moves we may make in a lifetime. We can go high with academic achievements or swing low down on our luck. Accolades or prizes might be your penchant, while your neighbor collects seeds for their garden. Your daughter could don eclectic, flowy, hippie patterned wear, but her cousin doesn’t have to think about his tastes as much in school uniforms so often. Growing up in the USA, permission slips were given during school when a legit reason was afoot for an action. Typically an off-site trip, such as an educational day visiting a local plantation (I was raised in the South) or the need to vomit in the nurse’s office instead of your desk lap in chemistry class are fitting examples.

I love doing research. It’s like cheating, but with permission. ~Greg Rucka

I’ve seen my share of the fake permission slips in my time too. Those kids with torn parental relations who desperately wanted to be with everyone on the learning excursion would forge a parents signature. And the infamous faux hall pass used by those who wanted to defy a negative teacher experience, as well maybe a lovesick infatuation starting with a little necking in lieu of pesky exams. This type of immature permission to act out defines an era of upbringing when we’re taught virtues and wrongs. Weak high school ways can pave a destructive highway of adult behavior if we’re not careful. Whether verbal abuse to sexual misconduct, our formative years etch deeply the frame of our future. From dirty days where the reign of popularity’s oral barbs seemed a given permission as a right of passage through aging, a repatterning I’ve relished developing is blasting name-calling into your own successful realm. Don’t wait for someone to applaud you. Don’t let another be lacerated in your presence. Toot your own super horn and show up for others.

‘Me Too’ became the way to succinctly and powerfully connect with other people and give people permission to start their journey to heal. ~Tarana Burke

Trust to tyranny is a stealthy teeter-totter. Permission slipping of the cerebral arc has me hyper-focused of late on how I may make sure to stand tall, support others, speak up, and not grant any slips in the permission of truth over power categories on our policy-making frontlines in the least. Why do we easily slip into permitting ourselves to maintain poor behaviors with any family or friends without voicing our concerns and the rampant lack of impartiality within our personal, global, and any bits of geopolitical situation? I’ve never enjoyed a struggle from the slant of fighting for things to be right. However, honesty and discourse — doing something — for the sake of helping humanity mend and unite is kindred to my velocity. We can’t quickly cure all the people or place who give themselves permission to talk with a potty mouth, rage unjust wars, decline justice, cause chaos, or delight in devastation. Yet, anyone or anything in your life that doesn’t serve your healthiness is auto-permission to gather with your like masses and speed right along whistling in tune with your positivity drum.

As we let our light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence actually liberates others. ~Marianne Williamson

Trip some days fantastic. Present yourself no limits, so long as the sphere is sympathetic. To believe you can manifest all you’ve ever dreamed gives liberty to the rise of the complete picture. Bridge the gap with yourself when you fail to fulfill your fancy. Be goofy. Chase after dogs who chase after cars. Run an ultramarathon. Buy the cheap beer or the expensive champagne. Give yourself permission to read that new memoir cover to cover without Christmas passing in between. Fifteen years ago I gave myself permission to travel internationally a whole lot. A few years in, out tumbled this notion that I could earn a living primarily emphasizing remote work using all the same skills I’d been doing in a consistent office space. Pushing the bar to empower our sense of what is good permission for us creates a most compassionate race.

Summer is the annual permission slip to be lazy. To do nothing and have it count for something. To lie in the grass and count the stars. To sit on a branch and study the clouds. ~Regina Brett

May you err on the sides of permitting that which counts for the most legendary leaps of mankind.

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