#359 – What race did your Ego sign you up for?
Compare, compare, compare: your Ego's love language
No matter how much you refuse to enter that race, your Ego's push for you to compete with others feels ingrained in your DNA.
Well, maybe it is.
As we've previously discussed, your Ego's all about hoarding resources: high status, good looks, praise––and of course, food, shelter, mates.
It's not that it's selfish, it's that it's afraid that you'll die if you run out. And you will if others have more. That's why competition makes sense––in the Ego's single-minded vision.
This morning, once again, my Ego was signing me up for all possible races on the track, and, without realizing it, I was picking up all the bibs:
This woman runs faster––but I run longer!
These guys are stronger––but my technique is better!
That girl's younger––but will she still be running at 55, huh?
As soon as I snapped out of the trance, I looked up and saw a crow darting through the sky.
Then I remembered: this step, this breath, I'm here, and realized, one more time, that presence is the most effective antidote against the Ego's trappings.
Presence grounds you in yourself, therefore letting others be and do their thing.
Life isn't a competition. Life is for you to live––you might as well enjoy it.
What race will you refuse entering so that you live in yourself, free of comparison?
Love,
Carolina
So good, Carolina.
I gave up comparison many moons ago. After enduring countless trials and tribulations, I realized God gifted me with unique talents meant for me to embrace, not twist into someone else’s version of "success." Trying to be what I thought I should be was exhausting and left me miserable. Ugh.
The good book warns against comparison because it robs us of joy and derails our purpose. How true! Stepping into God’s plan for my life changed everything. Do trials still come? Absolutely. But now, I let go of the enemy's whispers that I’ll fall behind if I don’t compete. Baloney.
I have one life to live, and I choose to live it fully, not by measuring my worth against others’ achievements. Instead, I embrace gratitude for my unique path, trusting God that I’m right where I’m meant to be. Amen.
Hugs,
Russell