We think we need to go faster and harder, often sprinting through life and burning ourselves out. We constantly compare ourselves to others, as if life is a competition.

I found myself shrinking, feeling like I was in the way of other attendees who were clearly more worthy of being there.

Like a seed breaking through the earth so it can flower, the emotion is surfacing because it wants our attention.

Do you ever feel like your existence is a nuisance? Like you don't deserve to take up space?

Last week, my Dad asked me how much money I made in 2021. My answer surprised him. (If you had told me in 2019, it would have surprised me too.)

Yet that’s not what’s happening in the group. No one is intentionally intimidating me. The feeling is coming up because of my insecurity.