This question arose during my meditation. At first, I felt resistance. How am I even supposed to understand it? My mind immediately jumped to the usual patterns: “Value? Does that mean what I do? What I achieve? How others see me?”
As if I had to weigh myself on some invisible scale.
But the longer I sat with it, the more I felt that this isn’t the point.
Then a thought came: what if the value of my soul has nothing to do with what I do? What if I have it simply because I exist?
Suddenly, I felt lighter. And then… strangely empty. Because if that’s true, then why all this striving, proving, achieving?
Maybe that’s the reason. Maybe the soul wants to experience. To bring something only it can bring. Maybe my value is also my unique trace – the way I love, speak, listen, create. Something no one else can give to the world.
Then another question appeared, one that still lives in me:
does my life – the way I choose, what I do, who I am with – truly show who I am inside?
Or am I still hiding the truest parts of myself, afraid to express them or admit they matter?
I don’t have one answer. But I feel that this question can become my compass.
Questions for self-reflection
- What moments in my life make me feel: “this is truly me”?
- What would change if I believed that my value doesn’t depend on achievements or others’ opinions?
- How can I express today a part of myself I usually keep hidden?
- What “reminders” of my worth have appeared in my life that I might have ignored?
Yours Faithfully,
A
[poco a poco]. 
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