Short Story - The Ego Finds the Light

The Ego finds The Light

So, this Ego walks into a place called The Present and it’s tended and cared for by The Light. The Ego, snugging up their tight britches smugly saunters over to The Light and asks, “Who’s in charge?”

Well, The Light, being The Light, just keeps to One Self, doing nothing, seemingly ignoring The Ego – that’s the Ego’s perspective. The Ego, getting really irritated, like super really irritated, becomes consumed by feelings of unimportance. The Ego feels as if The Light is being rude by treating them, The Ego, as if they were not there. The Ego, pulls at the already too tight britches effected by an overblown sense of importance, and approaches The Light again.

The Ego’s irritation rises, becoming too big for their britches and the seams begin to fail under pressure. Bugged, the Ego convinces itself that The Light is fully to blame and responsible for The Ego’s britches being way to tight! “There will be darkness to pay!” bellows The Ego!

The Ego, reassessing the brilliance of The Light, reminds its Self of the justification for anger and frustration and doubts, because, "After all", The Ego thinks aloud, “Before entering this place called The Present and seeing The Light, my britches fit just right!”

* The past always knows when to throw a dog a bone, but anyway on with the story!

The Ego, all puffed up and full of themselves demands again, with dark indignation “Who’s in charge here?”

The Light, not noticing the Ego, continues to peacefully and lovingly exist. The brightness is now getting to The Ego’s core and sense of importance and in a fit of anger The Ego lashes out and throws a herculean punch into The Light! Pulling back, The Ego feels guilty, a bit, just a small bit, and then screams at the top of their lungs, “Who? Who is in charge here?” With a scream zipper popping loud their britches fell down around their ankles causing The Ego to trip and fall flat on their face!

The Light continued to shine - being in the moment of the Eternal Now and without a flinch nor a care as to what had just happened for nothing had happened in The Light’s existence. All that had happened was between The Ego and it’s own dream.

As The Ego fell to the floor, smashing their face, cracking open a particular place their false armor began to fall away and a light began to shine from inside The Ego space. At first the small shimmer of a glow was barely noticeable within the place called The Present but then, as the glow shined more brightly  - The Light suddenly acknowledged The Light that was pouring forth and said, “There your are brother! We’ve been waiting for you!” Let the party begin!

 ~ Moral of this story? Let there be Light and don’t wear pants too tight.

Story by Maryanne Mesplé

Inspired by ACIM
Photo by and of Maryanne Mesplé