Your Ego demands answers. And when it can’t get them––which is practically always––it spirals into fear, obsession, anxiety, dragging you down with it.
That’s what I was feeling last night, when trying to fall asleep with new downstairs neighbors. Would they be noisy? Would they wake me up in the middle of the night?
I sensed my Ego pacing up and down my mind, rubbing its worried hands. And if they’re noisy…? And if I can’t sleep…? And will I be too tired tomorrow for my focus-intensive job…?
Then, I thought of the neighbors on the other side of the building. “Hm!,” I wondered, “they’ve been living one upstairs and one downstairs for years. I wonder how they sleep, how they stand each other’s noises.”
This stopped my Ego in its tracks, its head tilted to the side, and that’s the last thing I remember.
It worked! Instead of scrambling to give my Ego answers I didn’t have, or letting it invent potential ruinous scenarios, the mere “Hm!” attitude had rendered its anxiety pointless. And just like that, it dropped it and disappeared.
Curiosity, I hope, won’t kill your cat, but your Ego won’t be able to stand to it.
Where in your life will curiosity free you up from anxiety?
Love,
Carolina
Carolina Perez Sanz 