Transplanted

So it’s safe to say that I’ve reached a bit of a rough patch in this new Transplanted adventure and it has almost everything to do with my ego. Because I’m in a new place, without a job and I’ve just moved into another unfamilar part of the city my sense of self is really shaken. Now I know that isn’t a tragedy, but I’d love it if someone could convince my ego of it.

I’ve been doing a lot of reading lately about this precious thing we call the ego and many Eastern religions and philosophers agree that the ego is basically the root of all suffering and that one should drop it as quickly as possible. My ego doesn’t like such talk. But it’s really got me thinking: what would life be like without an ego and is that even possible? Without it wouldn’t I just be fascinated by my new surroundings, rather than looking around for something familar and missing people “back home?” Would I stop trying to control things as much as possible to make myself feel better or is having a bit of control actually a healthy thing? And is it possible to function in a world like ours without a healthy ego?

If you have any thoughts about this, I’d love to hear them–and so would my ego.