Have you seen my stuff?
Things are the measure of me
I am successful, I am loveable, I am enough
If I have no stuff who would I be?
Stuff defines me
The gaping void within terrifies me
Alone with my pain, my despair, my loneliness and awkwardness
Surely stuff will save me?
I will stuff the hole with stuff
Slaving for stuff, accumulating stuff, drowning in stuff
I sell my soul in the pursuit of stuff
Disconnected from my spirit, from nature, from the very substance of life
Oblivious to the natural world, the web of life and my interdependence with ‘externalities’
Easily disposable, consequence free
The foundations of our life support systems are limitless
Blind to the things that could nurture and uplift me
Terrified of the silence within, I run
Ignoring the whisperings from within
I flog myself in the pursuit of more
Overwhelmed by stuff I cannot possibly use, my stuff needs storage
Overwhelmed by stuff I no longer remember
Overwhelmed by the popular narrative, I am enslaved
In pondering the insanity of our pursuit of stuff I think back to two inspirational writers and speakers I heard some years ago – Dr David Suzuki speaking about ‘continued growth being the mantra of the cancel cell’; and Dr George Ritzer and ‘cathedrals of consumption’ – the new religion.
If you’re interested in finding greater inner connection, recalibrating, going within, reclaiming your power from the illusion, then some of the programs and classes I run might be of interest. Please get in touch. 😊