For some reason when I am feeling overwhelmed by life, it actually helps me to think about how insignificant I am.
That sounds weird, I know.
Think about it this way…we can get ourselves so worried and tangled up about…well, about everything, right?
When I stop to think about the fact that I am – on this planet, in this body – a tiny speck on a beautiful, massive, living orb…
How can I really believe my problems are so important?
Life as a human being is beautiful and ugly and thrilling and terrifying and glorious and devastating.
Isn’t it miraculous that we even exist?
Enjoy the full moon tonight, wherever you are. May we all feel, at least for a moment, that our problems are small, and that life is miraculous.