Matters Of Life And Death

….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….