No matter how hard I try, I can still find myself allowing my ego to get the best of me. It’s crazy what it can dupe you into believing: winning is everything, you are the most important thing in the world, you deserve everything, no one else matters, etc. It goes on and on and on.

Whenever I need to shake myself clear of that maniacal but necessary self-important “I”, I do my best to shift my focus to other people. Someone else. Anyone else who may need a little Love. And possibly ask myself “How may I serve?” That’s always a good place to start

This brings me to a place where my progress, status or well-being comes second to someone else in need. When I let go, I can gain the proper perspective of where I fit in this huge world, but more importantly where my ego fits. Generally, it fits in the back seat. After all, when I need him, I know exactly where to find him.