As I soothed and stroked my wounded ego, I felt so much gratitude for a plethora of things and people. My daughter and her sage soul and insight. She is so amazing, and I am her mother so I have to have some wonderful wisdom inside of me, also. Friends dropped me messages or called to check in and sent me cyber hugs and love. My dad even asked if I wanted to talk about the situation and what he could do. This outpouring humbled me and sent echoes of knowing through me.
The knowing comes in the format that I am very blessed. I love and honor people and it is such a joy. I have integrity and am constantly gifted with honesty and authenticity in the words and actions of my family and friends. I share my gifts, my connections and so much of what I have and it comes back in incredibly beautiful ways...kindness, abundance, laughter, rich relationships, health and support. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Sometimes, like lots of people I know, when I get in this mindset of questioning my worth and value, I slide quickly down that slippery slope of self pity and regret--almost like Jimmy Stewart in It's a Wonderful Life--and I dubiously speculate the difference or contributions I have made. Then magically, evidence comes forth, one after the other, and I bow down in reverence to the universe and the support it is sharing. I love and am living a life that matters. That is the greatest thanks I could ever send to those who have given to me, so that is what I am continuing to do.
I hope you can do the same.