
29/07/2025
There's a part of me I call my "mini-me" - the one who's full of doubt about whether I'm good enough, deserving enough, elevated enough, or doing things for the right reasons.
She has a lot of opinions.
She finds me selfish and self-centred when I don't do enough for my family. She calls me ignorant, spoiled, and horrible when I think I'm not contributing enough to the world.
She generates tremendous guilt around "non-doing" - not enjoying enough, not delivering enough, not connecting enough, not meeting enough people, not making the best out of life.
For years, this mini-me ran the show.
Her voice was so loud, so convincing, so persistent. She made me question every decision, second-guess every impulse, apologise for taking up space in the world.
But something has shifted through my spiritual practice. These thoughts that used to be my constant reality now feel more like... visitors. They come, they have their say, and they pass through.
The difference? I feel more aligned with my spirit.
I know this because I felt this same alignment during the pandemic years when I was making $500 a month, living with my family, with basically no external validation. Yet I felt elevated and aligned. Maybe even more so than now.
Now when my egoic self gets loud - when the mini-me starts her familiar litany of not-enough - I know what to do. I retreat. I meditate more. I listen for the silence underneath the noise.
The mini-me isn't the enemy. She's trying to protect me, keep me humble. But she doesn't need to be in charge.
What does your own "mini-me" tell you about yourself and your worthiness? šļø