SELF-WORTH
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SELF-WORTH
Nobody else can give you your self-worth.
You don’t need to convince anybody, not even yourself.
There is no action that can achieve it, for its not something to be gained. One of those many things that we spend countless time seeking when it is only found within, and it had been there the whole time. A birthright that cannot be lost and can never be taken away.
Your worthiness is so bound up within you
that it is the very air you breathe.
If you ask, “why am I worthy?”
it is one of those questions
that you have to fashion into a pair of shoes
and walk around in them for a while.
Wear the question as a way of transportation
and let it open new passageways of thought,
along with new doorways of experience.
Break in your fresh platforms, wander around with no direction nor destination. Embarq on a quixotic quest and breathe in everything around you.
Once you see Creation in the lense of its full beauty,
you will then see divinity in your reflection,
and pray in her essence.
The question will gradually dissolve into a knowing,
as your footprints grind up deeper meanings
and excavates chests of truth.
In sands that are not to be seen or heard or touched
but remembered
by the memories that dwell in Love’s mind,
resurfacing as a universal déjà vu.
Self-worth is an ineffable remembrance.
Sturdy energetic roots that ground you deep in the universe.
You are one with this quantum entanglement,
wrapped in its interlaced webbings.
Pluck the strings that stretch through the multiverse
and you will hear your self-worth in harmonic excellence.
Now, love in tune with this benevolent resonance,
and no more questions.
With love,
Izzy
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