On the ceiling, the lightbulb glows brightly and casts a beautiful light over everything in the room. On the walls are switches, current constrainers used to control how much electricity flows into the bulb. We call them dimmers. For some reason we choose to live in the dark or the semi-darkness instead of turning the switch so that we can see ourselves clearly, see the things around us, and see the people we love.
This is the only quantifier. How much light is there in your life? Can you see areas of your life where you have diminished yourself and dimmed your existence? The self-inflicted spell caused by our abandonment of ourselves and absence to the present moment is the real dimmer. It makes us numb and keeps the body and spirit in an obscurity only sufficient enough to sustain minimum life.
Why don’t we call the switch a brightener or illuminator instead of a dimmer? How is it that we know and understand that it takes little effort to turn a switch all the way around until the lights are at their brightest, but nevertheless continue to live in the gloom? We understand this well when we use the analogy of a flashlight and dimmers and also when we sense the power, the intent, and the beauty in a newborn child. But to transfer that understanding over to ourselves is easier said than done. The spell is powerful, and we are numb, unconscious, and habitual because this is what we have come to believe about ourselves. We submit to our compulsive behaviours and the thought patterns of our daily lives like involuntary twitches.
Can you imagine circumstances in your life where you react in a given way without actually making a conscious decision to do so, where you think afterward, Why did I do that? Where you shout at yourself after the fact: Why did I do that again? Why?
A twitch is an uncontrollable nervous reaction to something that happens without our making a conscious decision as to whether or not it should happen. It is an automatic reaction in our built in defence mechanism. Can you imagine circumstances in your life where you react in a given way without actually making a conscious decision to do so, where you think afterward, Why did I do that? Where you shout at yourself after the fact: Why did I do that again? Why? An overwhelming sense of anger takes over followed by a sense of powerlessness as the realisation hits you that, once again, you have fallen victim to your own predictability and proven yourself to be an uncontrollable twitch.
Compulsive habits are like spells we’ve cast upon ourselves. We are conscious of some of them and completely oblivious to others. This entrancement has become so deeply part of us to reveal it we have to undergo a metaphorical exorcism. We all know our own shadow, and we are all adept at shadow dancing in the gloom. But that does not mean we do not possess the incantation to lift the spell and stop the dance. We can achieve this by allowing light into our lives. It is as simple as stretching out your hand and turning the brightener on the wall so it lights up your heart, and like magic, the shadows disappear.