In the past I have been such a judge-y person. I try not to be, now, but sometimes I still am. It’s a struggle, this immediate I-Know-Everything-In-An-Instant attitude and reaction. It’s certainly a thing I’m working on.
Our culture promotes it, and that’s just fucking wrong. You look at an individual, and according to societal dictates, ya know all about ’em.
Except. That’s blatantly untrue. Here’s what the Universe wants us to focus on, to help with educating ourselves, and others:
There’s our insides, and there’s our outsides. For me, it’s been extra difficult through the years, and now again more recently, to feel worthy. I have the feeling as if my outside doesn’t match my inside.
But, the truth is, we’re all made of layers, laminated like the very best and butteriest pastries. What is on the inside, is the real value, what we’re carrying around on the outside is merely the vehicle to get us from point to point.
Nobody’s outside is of more value than anyone else’s. Ever. The old phrase, “it’s what’s on the inside that counts” is entirely true.
For our validation, and for a better understanding of this message, here’s a view I recently came across. I’ve been meditating on it, and I recommend you do, as well.
I’m not generally a FLOWER sort of person, although I adore plumeria, jasmine, and honeysuckle. This image just said all the things we needed to hear.