Your Ego Is Not Your Amigo
Once upon a time, angels descended onto a beautiful planet to play in physical form.
That planet was Earth.
Trouble was, as gorgeous as this place could be, it presented a certain kind of unexpected danger to these playful angels.
They were so used to being non-corporal, that they made unwise choices, tons of them, in the thrill of the moment, which led to hurting or actually destroying their bodies.
Shit, I hate when that happens.
So a call went out and a brilliant plan was devised
This plan involved enabling an aspect that would accompany the angels into the physical.
It would relate so completely to the body that it would protect it at all costs.
For all it knew, it was ONLY the body; it couldn’t remember that it had ever been an angel.
Like an unseen bodyguard, it did a really admirable job.
Angels stopped jumping off cliffs without bungee cords and breathing underwater. They developed concern for the wellbeing of their vessel.
This invisible bodyguard is called the EGO. Its operating principal is fear.
Fear is what keeps us alive.
Useful, I would say; one hell of a plan.
To a point.
After awhile, tens of thousand of years to be exact, the beloved EGO started to feel the effects of emotional pain in the body as well.
To the EGO pain is pain, so, like any good bodyguard, the EGO triggered fear of this pain, so it could be avoided at all costs.
Skip to the present, and these angel’s adventuresome, joyful and playful spirits have been hijacked by the EGO.
You can’t blame the guy, he’s programmed to keep us alive and block us from any pain, but in the process, as our bodyguard, he has stepped out in front of, and blocked so much joy. All because it looked like it was attached to some potentially dangerous feelings.
The moral of the tale is this:
The Ego is NOT your amigo.
Do NOT make the EGO your wingman. He gives shitty advise.
He is your bodyguard, not your friend. And as such, he views every situation through the lens of the ever vigilant secret service agent of your life, scanning each situation for threats.
Life, love, it all looks dangerous….to him.
He’s not a bad guy, he’s just doing his job, keeping us away from ANY and ALL pain.
His job description, from the beginning was to keep us alive, but what kind of life is it when we have become imprisoned by him……through fear.
Now that you know the story, put him back in his place, tell him to lighten up, drop the earpiece and dark glasses and let you live your big, bold, beautiful life.
Give him some vacation time, a day off.
If you get hurt in his absence…..so be it, at least you’re having some fun.
Wasn’t that the point?
Did this change your perception of the Ego? Even just a little bit? Do you believe in fairy tales?
Have a great weekend!