Not Enough-itis

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The cure for not enough-itis is not more, it’s a change in perspective.  I know that, and you probably know that, and yet not enough-itis still creeps in if unattended.   And there’s a culture of consumption that encourages the (diseased) way of thinking that more will lead to — peace? Happiness? Safety? A sense of worthiness?

More money, more beauty, bigger home, more stuff, more clothes, more toys, more education, more certificates, more.

Now I’m not talking about people who actually don’t have their basic needs met.  I believe there is a big bump in joy between food insecurity (not knowing where the next meal is coming from, or if it will come at all) and food security.  Same with basic shelter, plumbing, clothing, community.

But once one has all that, where is this drive for more more more coming from?  Does it serve to make me feel better or perform better or is it neurosis?  Like a mental pebble in the shoe that’s uncomfortable and unnecessary.

“But if I take the pebble out of my shoe I’ll fall down!!!” cries Resistance.  Really?  Really?  Has this been tested?  Does that even make sense?

If I stop feeling like I don’t do enough, don’t have enough, and am not enough, I’ll wind up a slothful waste of life, accomplishing nothing, having nothing, alone.

Really?  Really?  I’m testing this now and so far so good.    I do enough.  I have enough.    I am enough.  And that’s true for my kid, my hubby, and others in my life.  I’m gonna keep going.

Thank You.