Below is an interesting article which applies to our lives more than we know. Growing up with the pursuit of the rare and valuable is a metaphor for finding my own self worth. I am sure my family can relate. I laugh now because I can see it so clearly. Nothing wrong with it as it has a very useful message. Here is what I have learned.
Stop looking outside myself or even at my body for self-worth. Life can be amazing, yes, and it can be a wild goose chase too. It doesn’t matter how wonderful (or otherwise) it all is. The message is clear, love is found were we put it. This goes for whatever we seek, by the way. I love my birth family, those I grew up with, no questions asked. I always have. I wish I could say that about everyone I meet. Honestly, I don’t hate anyone and don’t remember ever hating anyone. A negative thought here and there sure. I get frustrated and angry like anyone else does and I have learned to let it go rather quickly. Point is, I am on an inner journey and sometimes I get distracted by “the world”. We all do.
I invite you to assess your life and what fulfills you the most. What brings you joy? The thrill of a chase? A rare find? A pretty object or image? How long does that joy last? Look beyond all the stereotypes we have forced down our throats daily. The American Dream is a myth and I suspect you already know that. Don’t let life distract you. For clarity, distractions are anything or anyone who does not support your spiritual journey. They can be the news, wants, pretty faces, warm cuddlies, hobbies, places, or any number of things.
Now I am asking you to consider letting go the material wealth (collectible stuff) you’ve built up over the years and let it fulfill others. (What you give, you receive.) Do this at a profit of course, wink, wink. Seriously, we don’t have to be poor to be spiritual. In fact, I think our bank account does reflect how we feel about our self-worth.
Things do not define us, unless you say they do. Saying or thinking so limits self considerably. Consider, who is the “I” in who you are? Pronouns are tricky things. Am “I” the observer or the observed, both or neither? I suppose this is the philosopher in me. I have been down this rabbit hole and found some answers, just not all of them… or else I would not be here. Don’t be afraid to find answers, because as we know, the Truth shall set you free!
Love and Light,
Sequoia Elisabeth
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