To My Beloved Ego **
My dear ego:
Thank you, thank you, thank you for trying so very hard to keep me safe all these years. I know, I know, terror lurks beneath every rock, behind every tree, in every voice. One never knows just what might happen. All these years you have kept your vigil. All these years you have been by my side, night and day, awake and asleep…always observing, ready to tell me the worst possible outcome in every situation. I know, I know. Your mantra has always been, “sameness is safety, change is frought with danger. If we remain the same, then at least we know that we survive”. And survival, my dear one, survival is the supreme command that you have always followed.
It is not your fault. This is the world that we were thrust into, you and I. We came from Divinity and, in truth, we shall always remain Divine; but it has been very hard to see this sometimes. With our mother’s milk, with her very milk, we breathed in fear. Was it love or fear? We had no way of knowing the difference then.
Oh how I love you! With all my heart and soul I love you. Who else, but my deepest friend would care so much to try to keep me from harm? Who else would stay by my side, through all that we have been through; never once throwing up your hands and rejecting me.
Come, my beloved. Take my hand. I need to tell you something. A new day is upon us. It is the day of “fear no more”. The day the ancients have long prophesied would come. It is the day that both of us have longed for all our lives.
I still need you. You know me; I can’t even cross the road without your help. Someone needs to tell me when the cars are gone.
Come, we shall build a most glorious future, you and I. Yes, together we shall soar and help teach others the meaning of flight. It will be magnificent, I promise you. I will hold you in my heart forever.