Each of us has a unique fingerprint and a unique place in this world. Each of us has a very particular and unique soul, distinguishable from all others, even though we are all derived from the same unified wholeness. In my own being I am unique and special, just as everyone else is. Then why is it that I so frequently and stridently attempt to prove my uniqueness to others and myself and to show disdain for other people?
If I have contempt for others or contempt for myself, I am denying the fact that all of us are manifestations of God on earth. We are special because we have a holy origin and are holy beings. Any sense of loss and emptiness I feel inside--even when it seems to be all about my need for connections with people and things-- is an indication that I have lost the connection with my own deeply holy nature, which is something I can't manufacture through my creativity but something I am being invited to seek through communion with myself in stillness and silence.
