“Man’s true self is eternal, yet he thinks ‘I am this body and will soon die.’ If we have no body, what calamities can we have?”
(From A New Way of Thinking, A New Way of Being Experiencing the Tao Te Ching)
Short answer: I wouldn’t know – I haven’t had a man’s body in almost a year… but I digress…
In Real Magic, Wayne Dyer uses the analogy of a demure young lady who is all alone in a runaway stagecoach. As I recall, the coach represents the body, the runaway horses represent the emotions, the oblivious driver represents the mind, and the rider jostling around in the coach is the True Self who has been relegated to just going along for the ride.
When I first read this analogy I came face to face with the inescapable realization that I have the choice to Indiana Jones (or in my case, Marion Ravenwood) my way to the driver’s seat, grab the reins and apply the brakes. (What? If Charlie Sheen can be a verb…)
The calamity is that I’ve allowed the coach, driver, and horses free rein over the best part of who I was sent here to be and assumed, like a good little victim, that was just the way it is. It’s time to be the leading lady of my own life (beg pardon for the mixed metaphor). Saddle up those horses! We’ve got a trail to blaze!