The minute I get entangled in my “self-worth”, I get lost. The inner idiot wails: “Who am I?  What am I doing here?  Did i do that right?  Nobody cares about me.  I”m a useless cog in an unfathomably huge universe.  I’m forgettable.  I have made no impact on the world, so why do I bother with anything?”  etc etc ad nausem.

The mind grasps that comparing tool–right/wrong, yes/no, better/best/worse, and just grips it and shakes it like a dog with a good stick.  Gnarls it to splinters and eats them too.

Whatever spirit is, it’s not that.  Open hearted, forest filled, sweet earth air points my scattered manic attention to a bush, a tree, a stone on the ground.  What is it about me that fights reality, is pissed that I am human and tiny?

It is that part of me that knows I AM at one with the unfathomably huge universe.  And using my agile imaginative mind, I remind my heart of the Dear One’s shoulder, Her soothing lullaby and Her eyes that reach to my soul and tell me I am Her Beloved.