A friend from my days in the corporate world lived in Mineral Point, WI. She and her backdoor neighbor took care of a feral cat colony – feeding and occasionally rehoming a friendly cat, but mostly trapping, neutering and releasing. They jokingly called themselves the Iowa County Feral Cat Society. She chuckled about the fact that feral cats think everything is going to kill them. “Ahh, a person, I’m going to die!” “Ahh, a bowl, I’m going to die!” “Ahh, a cage, I’m going to die!”
Our egos are like feral cats.
Our egos instinctively react like anything new or unusual is trying to kill them. Our ego can be thought of as our false self. Our false self has built an elaborate construction of roles, protection mechanisms, limiting agreements and coping devices to keep it functioning.
On our healing journey as we begin to shift some of these beliefs, our ego thinks it’s being murdered. As we shed the layers of our false self, it can begin to feel unsettling. This is the ego stirring, worried that it’s going to be eradicated. But with each piece of our ego released, more of our True Self is able to shine through – loving, wise and centered.
When the ego begins to get riled up, we can take a holy pause, inhale deeply and trust that we are indeed where we are meant to be. This much discomfort wouldn’t be arising if it wasn’t something worthwhile ready to shift. This healing journey is not easy, but for those who choose this path, it is so worth it to have our soul steering our life and making decision’s based on our inner knowing and connection to source.
In the words of Julian of Norwich, “All shall be well, and all shall be well and all manner of things shall be well.”