They come in the night, these doubts —
Who am I? What am I doing here?
What am I doing wrong?
How can I be so self-serving? —
Sneaky little creatures, making us question
All our choices. It doesn’t hurt to listen,
But don’t let them take up residence:
That home within your heart is reserved
For the Source that gently guides you
On the path to greater good.
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