How can it be that a drop of rain in a limpid pool with lotuses is so heartrendingly beautiful? Or blue eyes? Or green or brown or hazel eyes? Or rosy cheeks?
If a limpid pool can be so beautiful, what on Earth makes you think you are not? Not only do many of My children believe they are not beautiful, they do not even believe that they ever could be beautiful.
When this is the case, and this is the majority of the cases, then My children look outside themselves for a sense of self-worth. And, thus, My children may become too obliging, too willing to win approval and acceptance from another. And so sometimes this is how My children go down paths they would not of themselves choose. With self-avowal, they would not.
When you do not think highly enough of yourself, you may do anything to gain even a semblance of love from anywhere it is offered. You think you need it. You think you have to have it. You think you cannot live without it. And so you sell yourself down the river. You give yourself a placebo of comfort and trade in the truth of your Beautiful Self. You may have felt relegated to being unloved anyway.
I almost said that you might sell your soul for even a tiny possibility of a little light. Thankfully, you cannot sell your soul. That is only an expression. You can’t trade your soul, and you can’t give it away. You can give away your own free will and believe in decisions made by others. You can give your present life away for the price of a song when you feel and accept that you don’t amount to anything anyway.
And so there are addictions to people or to alcohol or drugs or all manners of will-lessness and outer directedness. And thus you may prove to the world that you aren’t much, and you can consciously or unconsciously say: “See, I was right. I’m not worth anything anyway.”
Or, with a negligible sense of self-worth, you may go into hiding right in front of everyone and do your best to become invisible.
Yet, even in these garbled ways, there is purpose. You grow to freedom. Your life could be a lesson for someone else. You might grow out of this and directly help many get out of this crunch they may well have found themselves in. You cannot know what blessing you have bestowed. You know the heartache you have but not the blessings. If you run away from yourself your whole lifetime, the good in it for you could be that you will never do that again in another lifetime. Absolutely not.
Or, with a negligible sense of self-worth, you may go on a tirade against those who went down a path you would never. Your self-disappointment may be projected outward and you disdain those who have gone in a direction you are so vehemently opposed to.
There are all sorts of things My children may do to distract themselves from their undervaluing of their very own selves. Of course, you are not your own self when it comes down to it. You are far from your own self. You do not know yourself or respect yourself as you would had you some awareness of your innate value to yourself, to Me, and the world. Beloved, what you could be, you can be.
You can be Cinderella in the ashes and become a princess. It is your inalienable right to become a princess or a prince.
I see your bright light which is identical to the light of angels. Now you know who you are when you are true to your God-given self and when you are not.