….mirror images….the “devil” on my left shoulder, poking me with it’s pitchfork while my “angel” speaks kindly to me on my right.
Why do I listen to the pokey-pitchfork-devil-annoying thing more often these days than not?
The answer is: because I am living from my ego. Plain and simple.
When my psyche is telling me I am to complete a task, even as mundane as bringing out the trash, and instead I sit down and turn on the television, I am living from ego.
Now, I am not always conscious of this. Why am I not conscious? Because ego is running the show.
How do I become conscious? Through awareness of my resistance toward whatever it is I am choosing not to do. Any task or undertaking that enters my consciousness is there because it is supposed to be there. When dismissed by ego, I have become temporarily stuck to it, unable to move into the next moment with ease.
Now, for that garbage….