Humility is an aspiration. Humble behavior captures the truth of non-attachment. This non-attachment is a great escape hatch from self-doubt and fear.

For me, humility pits me against my ego, that part of me that claims my powers of control and my pride of accomplishment. Humility asks of me, do I really trust that we live in a loving universe?

I find humility a skittish rabbit that skitters away from my attempts to tame it. When I back off and let humility find me, I can glimpse its powers, right before I reclaim ownership over my actions and their outcomes.

Humility defines a different way of being. Humility asks of me to stop running from my fears and doubts. It seems the harder I run, the more my world closes in around me, as I whip up a frenzy of panic and imminent disaster. What is this other world that humility derives from? What is this other world of inner peace and serenity that humility comes from?

What is this loving universe? This version of reality contrasts with the news of environmental disasters and humanitarian crises. Where do I find this world of love, joy and inner peace?

One method of exploration into humility is to sit quietly. What a concept! How do I quiet my grand thoughts? Where is this inner quietness? I have learned through repeated and systematic attempts: moments of inner stillness can be experienced.

As I enter into this inner serenity, humility appears. I lose interest in my specialness. I find a new inner certainty and calmness. My accomplishments become distracting. I don’t stop doing, but I focus on the calm within the doing. The outcomes become  exhalations that leave my body to find their own places in the universe.

Humility recasts my activities as passing moments in a sequence of events unfolding as I witness them. My accomplishments are released into the universe to find their places and meaning. It’s not for me to know this.

As I let my actions and thoughts serve the moment, I become a hub of inner stillness. From this quiet, I am able to glimpse this universe of love, joy and peace. I can’t yet attest to its depth and substance, but I have touched the hem. This is enough to keep me going.