I am peeling the skin off of an organic carrot.
It’s a very small carrot and it’s hard to peel all of it because it is so short, holding it with one hand and trying to peel it with the other. I cut off the ends and start to peel and realize that cutting off the ends, before I’ve peeled it, has made it even shorter!!!
Spontaneously I call myself “stupid.”
It happens way too fast for me to even begin to think about stopping it.
The conditioning runs so deep.
The idea, the concept of “stupid” lurks in the darkness, waiting to obliterate the love inside of me.
Can I begin to let go of this toxic lie, that the concept of “stupid” exists as a fact.
Can I let go, more deeply than I ever have, from the depths of my being, until all that is left is the singing joy of my genius?
