Just as there are allegedly many ways to skin a cat – there are many ways to explain what’s underpinning the evidently growing insidious neurotic social urge to display status at every opportunity – the posing and pretension, the airs and graces, the obsession with brands, looks, styles, the fascination with momentary celebrities, the complex maintenance of the ever-shifting hierarchy, as well as the ever-shifting criteria by which status is judged – the conundrum Bob Dylan labelled ‘the disease of conceit’, the vanity of the human funfair – but whichever level you look from, the sociological, the psychological, the metaphysical or so on, self-esteem or lack of it is at the nub.
The extent to which you hold yourself in high esteem, is the extent to which you’re unsusceptible to the marketing and promotion of products, services and ideas that false-promise to antidote or banish your latent adolescent complexes and existential insecurities. The extent to which you hold yourself in high esteem, is the extent to which you’re able to feel comfortable and at one with the human race, regardless of perceived status – and indeed, vice versa. The extent of your self-esteem directly determines how comfortable others feel around you, no matter their perceived status.
There’s nothing wrong with wearing the latest fashion, sporting the latest look, smelling of the latest fragrance or listening to the latest music, indeed I want you to listen to my latest music, when it comes out shortly, as these things add flavour and colour to your experience to various degrees. However, no matter how you dress or otherwise colourise everyday reality, self-esteem has nothing to do with this. Even proudly driving the sleekest, fastest, most outrageously priced sports car on the road, though your status while on the move will be assured, your self-esteem levels will not necessarily be affected.
Obviously surrounding yourself with nice things, having the right tools, the right disguises, the right credentials all help boost your momentary confidence and are indications that you value yourself enough to make your material set-up easy on the senses but in themselves, no external factors can ultimately touch your self-esteem.
Self-esteem in fact has nothing to do with externals and everything to do with remembering who and what you really are: nothing less than an expression of the ineffable miracle of existence, a flower of the Tao, for as soon as you remember that, how can there be anything other than self-esteem? We’re talking about being a manifestation of the inexplicable generative force at the heart of this universe, which must strike a chord of awe and respect to some degre, even in the most devout atheist.
However, even remembering your universal status is not enough. You also have to remember the same holds for every other living being on this planet, especially the other 6.5 billion humans wandering frantically on, beneath and above its surface. As soon as you do, you experience unity with all that is. Unified you are complete in yourself and need no external artifice to bolster you.
Paradoxically, this leaves you free to indulge the world's froufrou to your heart’s content, should that be your whim, without identifying with and hence being enslaved by it: in the world of the world but not of it.
If everyone on the planet managed to access their innate self-esteem, it would dramatically attenuate the urge to violate, dominate or exterminate each other and peace and plenty would more easily prevail - though a lofty aim, it starts with each of us as individuals and spreads out from there/here.
May you be awash in peace and plenty of everything good today and tonight.Love, Doc
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