busyness will lead to your downfall.
My brain constantly wants something to do.
So much so that it creates problems to solve. As long as it has problems to solve… it has use?
I find myself perpetually behind on tasks. As long as there is a to-do list, I have something to do. And as long as I have something to do, I will continue to exist. If I stop having things to do…I may very well implode.
I get my worth from the work that I do, whether it is tidying the home, taking care of the kids, or doing coaching sessions. As long as I have a task, I have purpose. Without my tasks, my purpose dissolves, and with it my worthiness.
At least that is the current paradigm running things in there.
The complexity that is my personality resists enlightenment. It runs from the idea of union. Complete dissolution.
It wants to stay relevant. It wants to stay alive.
But it also recognizes its imminent departure from existence.
So as long as it has a “job” and it does it well, it can stay alive, right?
WRONG.
Sorry, ego. I appreciate everything you’ve done to help me to navigate this plane of existence.
But when I embrace you as the craziness you are and I choose to associate with the watcher (or soul) more often, I am that much closer to my maker.
And that’s where I’m headed.
The creator. Me. Heaven. It’s gonna be a good time.
Thank God for self-realization.
