The matter at hand is often filled with material possessions. What we thought we needed turned into junk, filling up closets and attics and, eventually, heaping piles of rubbish at dump sites. How do we, as humans, coordinate our efforts to eliminate waste? The question posed isn’t philosophical; it’s scientific and goes back to the ageless question: Who am I? Knowing oneself means eliminating waste. How so?
For every pile of rubbish in the trash heap, there’s a story being told, an archeological dig into the lives of modern-day people. The rancid smells of decaying vegetation and animal corpses, oozing slime of some God-forsaken toxic substances, and the scavengers there to glean any last worthy item or bit of food (including human scavengers) says something about society in general. What does this mean in terms of what we know of ourselves and the environment?
I have a little story to tell about myself. I used to love shopping. In fact, I loved shopping so much that it caused a financial problem, and my house was overrun with toys, gadgets, and too much stuff. Whenever I got a certain feeling in my gut, I wanted to spend money and bring a new shiny trinket home from Target. I also noticed that my husband was whipping out his credit card and purchasing something online about the same time I wanted to shop. What I was experiencing was energy in my environment. And I took it on as my own, not realizing it wasn’t me.
Since then, I’ve learned to recognize the energies. If I need to shop, and I look in our home office, I’ll often find my husband online shopping. This told me that I’m empathic and can read energy in the environment through my body. I’ll experience this energy as a gut feeling or an emotion. It’s taken years for me to realize that none of the energy from the environment is me. In fact, most of it isn't even necessary for my well-being, like the pile of stinky, filthy rubbish at the dumps. So, how do I sift through it all to find my own story?
The process of getting to know oneself is a scientific one. This means learning to weed through the everyday miasma of stimuli to discover the authentic self vs. the not-self. While some people might suggest there is only one Self, this isn’t entirely true when we are still learning to discern and attune ourselves to our highest vibration in knowing. Let’s face it: even our closest loved ones sometimes have stinky energy from which we want to remove ourselves. How do we know that it’s not oneself? By a process of elimination.
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