Let Go of Self-Esteem and Discover Your Intrinsic Self-Worth
You Are Not Your Ego
Self-esteem is overrated.
It is how good you feel about yourself, your ego. To boost it, you either perform better or painstakingly change every negative thought from your past. It’s an uphill battle, as something in you generates more negativity.
That something is perceived low self-worth.
Your perceived self-worth is like a faucet: the more you have, the wider it opens, letting abundance flow into your life. But if it’s low, even if the universe wants to give you plenty, only trickles come through. This is why research shows about one-third of lottery winners go broke or declare bankruptcy.
You keep a scorecard in your deep unconscious from childhood, shaped by your parents’ judgments and their values. Good grades? Plus one. Failed a math test? Minus one. Long after you leave them, you still rate yourself, often harsher than they ever did.
For low self-worth folks, keeping that scorecard looking good is a rat race with impossible standards. I know—I used to think I needed perfect fitness, a fat paycheck, and endless vacation time to be “enough.”
Bullshit!
Instead, uncover your intrinsic self-worth—your goodness and deservingness just for being human.
A Course in Miracles nails it:
“Your worth is not established by teaching or learning. Your worth is established by God” (Text, T-4.I.7:1-2).
Drop the ego’s need for validation and embrace the divine worth inside you.
Write it as Self-worth. Finding it is a process. Here’s how:
Your worth isn’t tied to imperfect moments. Every creature messes up.
If you could’ve done better, you would’ve. You don’t have a time machine.
Regret something? Act—apologize, maybe. If you can’t, forgive your past self.
A giant tree grows from a tiny seed. It’s like an archaeological dig—artifacts emerge slowly. Be patient.
The sun still powers the earth, rain nurtures it, your heart keeps beating, you’ve got a roof overhead. You didn’t earn these—they’re yours because you deserve them.
One day, my five-year-old son cried because he couldn’t pass a level in Super Mario. I told him, “It’s okay, Daddy loves you anyway.” I’m just a mortal. Imagine how much your creator loves you, no matter your performance.