Each one of us is born with many potentialities.  But unless they are drawn out by the warm touch of another’s acceptance, they will remain dormant.  Acceptance liberates everything that is in me.  Only when I am loved in that deep sense of complete acceptance can I become myself.  The love, the acceptance of other persons, makes me the unique person that I am meant to be.  When a person is appreciated for what he does, he is not unique; someone else can do the same work perhaps better than the other.  But when a person is loved for what he is, then he becomes a unique and irreplaceable personality.  Peter G. van Breemen, As Bread that is Broken

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