It is said that before entering the sea,

a river trembles with fear.

She looks back at the path she has traveled,

from the peaks of the mountains, the long winding road crossing forests and villages.

And in front of her, she sees an ocean so vast, that to enter there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.

But there is no other way.

The river can not go back.

Nobody can go back.

To go back is impossible in existence.

The river needs to take the risk of entering the ocean because only then will fear disappear because that’s where the river will know it’s not about disappearing into the ocean, but of becoming the ocean.

“You are not a drop in the ocean, you are the entire ocean in a drop.” — Rumi

You are not a tiny piece of something big; you are a big thing in a small body. Think of a perfect round stone by the river: the stone is small, yet it contains all the strength of the mountain inside it. You carry the wisdom of the whole sky in your head and the power of the whole earth in your heart. The problem is not that you are small. The problem is that you forget how much bigness lives inside you. When you remember this, you stop looking outside for the feeling of importance and look inside instead, where everything is already there. You are happy once you realize that you do not need the whole world to feel complete, because you are already a complete thing. You are not a missing piece of the puzzle. You are the whole puzzle squeezed into one piece.