Moments when I get caught in a disturbing thought, or emotion, I try (not always succeed, alas) to come back to Simplicity, to Nature, to Silence, to Breath, and to Poetry.
I also remember the question "Who am I?", which often brings me to read Rumi - again -.
I remembered the poem "Tending Two Shops"
"You are the free swimming fish", he says in that poem.
And then these words, also by Rumi:
"Don't measure it with a cup.
I am a fish.
You are the moon.
You cannot touch me,
but your light can fill the ocean where I live"
"You are not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop"