One of my favorite bloggers, Keri Smith, offers wisdom in this post from 2004 – how serendipitous that I found these words this morning, with ruminations about “self” gurgling in me these past few weeks (like a babbling brook? like indigestion? not quite sure…) :
Why is it that so many times we have difficulty seeing our own light?
These little messages from the universe often stop me in my tracks, sometimes they leave me gasping. And many times they remind me to stop trying to do everything, be everything. My only requirement is to be myself. Imperfect, flawed, cracked, messy, fragile, beautiful, lovable and daring. I inch closer and closer to it, like a small animal who wants take food from a human, hesitant, non-trusting. What do you mean I don’t have to do anything? What if just being myself isn’t enough?
It is enough.