Who is the person who can obsess over details for an entire day, oblivious to anything else? Who is that person who wonders what she should be doing? Who wakes up in anxiety? Who feels overwhelmed by life?

 

 

Who is the personality that you inhabit unconsciously, sometimes for days at a time? Could you agree that you pick up and put down this personality, like a suit of clothes, an outfit?

Could you picture yourself taking off your personality? Releasing it.  You will do this at the end of your physical body’s life span anyway; why not do it sooner? All the little angers that you seem to enjoy nursing, so often do you take them out and polish them, could you set these down as stones too irksome to carry?

 

Personality is constructed

 

All things of this world that you covet, thirst after, plan for, position yourself to get, all unneeded possessions, all ego gratifications, promotions, awards, prestige, position, power, all that you believed would make you happy, what has any of this done but kept you questing after it?  You are in its power.

 

 

What if you discarded all of this as a sticky spider web that you had to pull off, piece by piece?  How much power could mangled, broken bits of a web have?

All the fears you have, a whole horde of them seen and unseen, let them out of their cages now, look on them, just a hungry pack of wild dogs. Let them go now; they’ll run away. Why were you keeping them anyway?

All your personality traits, let them go now, like so many garments dropping into the discard basket.

 

You are not a personality

 

Once you have discarded all the fears, worries, and busyness associated with projecting this personality, you will reveal your inner core, and allow it space to stretch out and grow endlessly, a drop of dye in an infinite body of water, joined together, evolving together.

Would you not do this now, rather than later?  Would you not choose?

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