Sometimes, when I get overwhelmed, I like to picture the planet. It’s been 20 years since I took Earth Science so cut me some slack on my visualization.
But I picture the core, all molten and intense, and the mantle, and crust. And there we are, all life, just sitting on the skin of the earth, like the forest we see after tanking off a pore strip, all life, just on the outermost layer, covered with the protection of atmosphere, spinning and hurdling through an expanding universe.
And suddenly things are the right size again.
Pretty Good Ugly 