Today's realisation, how much it's possible to live in the world of desire rather than the real world. Especially online. It makes me think I need to dress a certain way, have a certain type of lifestyle. I'm sure this comes from insecurity, but up to now it's blinded me. I couldn't even see how much I was being duped. I'm guessing this is a bit of the path to releasing the day job I. Some how my sense of all this is shifting, that I don't need all this stuff, and I can live the way I choose. Who cares if society feels judgemental about it. Really that's society's problem not mine.
Some time ago, I had a dream of sorts, and I was a polar bear who loved in the forest - don't ask me why it was a dream after all! And the bear had two choices, to live in the town, where the food was plentiful, but always stressful. There was the risk of being shot at, but the bins were always full of rubbish to be plundered. It wasn't a healthy life but there was food. It seemed secure but really wasn't. The other choice was to live in the woods, peacefully, with little stress. Nature would provide, and although times could be hard it was a more healthy and contented life. The bear could always venture down to the town if it really needed to, and then retreat back to nature as quickly as possible.
I feel as that bear. That I can live a life with seeming plenty but very stressfully, or live wild and free. It seems so logical, if only I could unstick myself. Maybe this is another thread breaking.