After a certain point, I don’t need any more me.
It’s one thing to care deeply about enhancing my relationship with myself, it’s another thing to disappear down the rabbit hole of my own mythology.
That’s why it’s so delightful to ground myself in the material world. It forces me to express fascination with something other than my own worries. It tests me to overcome my antisocial tendencies, get the hell out of the house bring me out of the ridiculous running commentary inside my heads and into the context of other people.
The soul needs that. Regular escorting out of the ether and into the realm of the actual.
No more theory, only practice.
It’s a form of social mindfulness, really.
Instead of getting stuck in a circle trying to regulate by ourselves, we reach for the other.
Instead of losing ourselves in a narrative that exists up in our head and is divorced from the realities of daily existence, we can actually do things that help others thrive.
It’s a never ending practice.
Each of us has dense layers of selfishness to dissolve.
Each of us has antisocial tendencies to contend with.
Each of us needs to step outside of ourselves and appreciate the independent existence of other people.
LET ME ASK YA THIS…
Are you going out of your way to honor the part of you that is not satisfied with a life of estrangement and isolation?
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