I Am Worthy.

No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.
~ Eleanor Roosevelt

I, mostly always, have a mantra for my meditation and yoga practice. It’s often based on what the instructor is discussing that day. Sometimes it’s more about getting my head in the right space (“be here,” “let go,” “stay in the now”). But, sometimes it’s about an issue that I’m dealing with or that someone I know (or don’t know) is dealing with (yeah, I’m going to go ahead and end on a preposition there).

Lately, I’ve had a little issue with not feeling like I’m worthy of love, attention, respect, reward, affection, membership, and so on. In my head, it sounds a little like, “Well, of course ______ wouldn’t want me to ________, because I’m not good enough at ___________.”  It’s delightful. And, it makes me more than a little whiny, which I notice, and then that feeds right back in, “Well, of course _____ wouldn’t want to be around me, I’m whiny.”  See, a nice little circle of self-disparagement.

It doesn’t matter that I know what I have accomplished in my life, or the titles that I have behind my name, or even the nice things that other people say to me. That little slightly mocking voice in the back of my head wants to tell me that I’m not enough. Simultaneously, there is another part of me that sings out that I am enough. I am plenty.

I wish I could show you, When you are lonely or in darkness, The astonishing light of your own being.
~ Hafiz

For this reason, my mantra of late has been, “I am worthy.” I don’t fill in the rest on purpose, but sometimes it comes. I am worth of my own respect and my own love.

You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love & affection.
~ Buddha

I am worthy of my own attention. I am worthy of my own acceptance, and I don’t need to be loved – or liked or respected – by everyone else. I need to provide that for me, because I am worthy.

To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don’t need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself.
~ Thich Nhat Hanh

It’s not easy. I am admittedly someone who strives to be “good.” And when I think I’m not, I can get pretty sad about it. But, somewhere in the back of my head, I know that I can’t be good at everything, and I don’t have to. I don’t need to be someone else besides who I am.

The snow goose need not bathe to make itself white. Neither need you do anything but be yourself. ~Lao-Tzu

And if anyone doesn’t get that, whether it’s me or someone else, then that person should just hush up. Or should just take the judgment elsewhere. Because, I am worthy.

And so are you.

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8 Responses to I Am Worthy.

  1. YogiCrystal says:

    Wow, this sounds like me! My inner voice is hardly ever positive lately, but I try my best to ignore it or re-phrase like you have done. It’s so important to love ourselves, but also hard work. I might try this ‘I am worthy’, because internally I know I am but need to tell myself more. Great post! (The Buddha quote is my all time fave, almost cried when I first read it long ago)

    • theveganasana says:

      Thank you for reading, and replying, Crystal. It’s funny (ha) how persistent that voice can be. And then it’s easy to feel unworthy because you let the voice get to you. Ironic.

  2. Olivia says:

    Having the same issues. And, I shouldn’t let it get to me because it was from an unwise immature adult who just didn’t know when to shut up. Then again, I guess that person feels the same and decided to spread the her own unworthiness. I hate the unworthy parasite. I am worthy and so are you! *saying it over and over*

  3. Katie says:

    I love this–and I can relate. This has been a real focus for me lately, to notice the ways in which I don’t honor myself. Thank you for sharing your always wise words!

  4. Terra says:

    I have been battling for a long time with loving me, and accepting me. The other day a friend came to visit, she had on the cutest dress on. I asked her where she got it, she said it was just from a consignment shop. She then said, “I can pick you up one, what are you a size 8?” I looked at her, then gave her a hug. She was confused, and said what you look like a size eight? I haven’t been a size eight since like 9th grade, almost 22 years ago.

    Honestly, that moment was a life changing moment for me. I told her a few weeks later, I wanted her to know how special that moment was for me.

    I have been looking differently at myself now. Realizing I am beautiful, special, and it is time to love me. I am worthy!

    This post really made me smile, thank you for sharing:-) I love love the quote your shared, “To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don’t need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself.”~ Thich Nhat Hanh

    Thank you again,

  5. Maria Simone says:

    Another great post that gets to the issues that affect so many of us. ((hugs))

  6. Lynn Bonelli says:

    Like Terra, I’ve been blessed a few times (sometimes at my bleakest moments) with an unexpected comment from a friend or aquaintance. Recently, it was a woman I barely know, who publicly thanked me (via Facebook) for helping her eliminate sugars and sodas from her diet. I had no idea I did that and thought she made a mistake in naming me. So, as I sat at the computer, secretly munching on my husband’s Pringles, feeling sorry for myself because I lost my ‘umph’ I was reminded that I DO matter. Even if we don’t see it or make huge self-sacrifices (like climbing aboard whaling ships…which I would do…maybe) we still impact every other person or thing we come across. =)

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