Awareness: Homeless at a stoplight

At the stoplight, a man with the sign:

            Homeless

            Please Help

            God Bless

Guilty, in my new car without any money, frozen in a forward stare.   After a few uncomfortable minutes, really seconds. He walked to the next car.

Aware of my discomfort, my comparative affluence and without any money to assuage my guilt: Ego.

Little separates us, he is human too; and maybe he is down on his luck.

Who am I to judge his circumstances or hypothezie how he came to these circumstances?

How in such a wealthy country anyone could be homeless?  In a world of nearly 8 billion people, 7,900,000,000, nearly 1 in 8 live in extreme poverty.

Ego says, “I will strive to leave money in my car…” and I wonder is to more to assuage my guilt …

Awareness: Self-Awareness

With this post, I’m beginning a tagged series about Self-Awareness.  My hope is to share actual experiences and insights into my own self-awareness with minimal editing and allow everyone to see the questions I ask myself through the process.  

Awareness is a process; and too often I see how my identity, my ego, is too often in the material world made of many THINGS are not me: not the deeper soul part.

Does anything you or I own truly to who you are or who I am?

Where you went to school?  Or even if you went to school?

Does a job make anyone smarter or better or special?

Does money?  Or religion?  Or political party?

Or physical beauty?   Or fitness?

Does comparison really help? 

Do we have to keep score?

Do I have to be lessor for you to feel better?

Is being right or winning or betting the next guy what this is all about?