Era of the Golden Ego
Yes, you read the title correctly. We are not talking about the Golden Age of discovery. We’re talking about the era of the Golden Ego. It can be really easy to fall into the same routine, or shall I say trap, like the rest of the world. What I’m talking about is a routine, not of action, but of thought. Of delusion, even. It’s the mindset of having an amazing light shining down on yourself; it’s the idea that what you want is the most important thing in the entire world.
Expectations are high these days. When we meet them and, even better, when we pass them, it’s expected to want a little bit of praise. But that want can very easily grab hold of your mind and twist it. It goes from wanting recognition to believing that recognition is something you deserve. A lot. All the time. Even children are raised to think like that now. Uh-oh…
We live in the era of the inflated ego
Is that what we want the history books to say? Not as far as I’m concerned. But what can we do to change it? According to some self-help sites, this would be the time in the article where I started spitting out proverbs and sayings about being humble. Or, if I was a singer looking to make it big, I’d write a country song about how small towns are better off because the people there don’t have much of an ego.
Thankfully, I’m not going to do either of those things. Instead, I’m going to look you in the eye and tell you something that my grandfather once said:
“Look at the stars. There are millions of them out there, and those are just the ones that we can see. Look at them. Don’t you think they notice us? Do you think they are staring at you?”
Do the stars notice us? Well, whether you think that stars are sentient beings capable of noticing things or not, the answer would probably still be the same.
Of course, they don’t
Not even, and especially not at the far too many golden egos, however bad they crave to stand out, be praised and sparkle, mostly for nothing at all. That’s the problem with seemingly shiny surfaces. Without the light bathing them in its rays, they are just dull. All they can do is reflect. Empty inside, with no light of their own.
No matter what we accomplish in our lives, the stars are never going to look down at us and call us by name. They’re never going to spread tales of our acclaim – because as much as we might accomplish on this plane of existence, it’s still only a small grain of sand in the grand scheme of things.
This doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try to better ourselves and the world around us. It doesn’t mean that we can’t be proud of what we’ve accomplished, either. But if you ever find yourself thinking that you deserve recognition, maybe take a night to lay outside and look up at the stars. It might change your view on things a little bit.
By the way, an Agent of Destiny shines from within. No gold required.