"Remember who you are." These are the words Mufasa spoke to Simba, when Simba cried out for help from the jungle.
Simba was lost. Guilt and shame had driven him into hiding. He believed he'd killed his father, Mufasa. Uncle Scar convinced him of this by whispering lies into his ear, and it was unbearable for the young lion. So he ran away.
Timon and Pumba offered the escape he was looking for in the jungle. Hakuna Matata. No responsibilities, no worries dancing and eating bugs all day with his friends.
But the pain of not living his life's purpose rose up eventually. It had to. If you've tried to live by escaping, you know it all eventually rises up and becomes too much to bear.
Our authenticity cries out. Our purpose cries out. Our souls cry out.
Isolation became too much for Simba to bear one night, so he cried out, and Mufasa appeared above him.
But Mufasa didn't say clean up your act. He didn't say stop eating bugs. He didn't say be a better lion. He didn't say anything except remember your true identity. "Remember who you are."
How ironic, after all these years of growth and learning, our biggest challenge is to unlearn enough of it to simply remember our worth. That is the only way to heal - from the inside out. Our world will whisper the lie in your ear, and convince you that healing is from the outside in.
Clean up your act. Stop eating this or that. Be a better person.
No, it's not about performance or perfection. You can fail wildly, but you're still whole. You're still you.
Remember the truth. Remember who you are.
You are already enough. You are forgiven. You are a miracle. And you matter.