Life and the cubbyholes

Life and the cubbyholes ever really tried to put even one part of your life into a small section and say now stay there?

 

LOL just like telling my wife to freeze the results are humorous.

 

Why the separation of ego and spirit? How come we want to separate all of life into these little confusing boxes of complexity built upon more complexity?

 

Does it not take ego to fall in love, yet is that not that the highest form of spirit?

 

Is it hard to say I think and do the things I do because I am me, can I dress the way I want, speak, write or even paint by my own feelings my own life.

 

I can not separate me and put me into little cubbyholes, I would spend my life wondering if I got the right part of me in the right box of me…..ever spinning the me, I and am, forgetting the doing or the becoming of me.

 

Does not honor start with self?

Does it not take courage to be you, the same courage to value the love you have, or even the love you build today, yet we think our way to these things as well.

 

Can I have a box of love, maybe one of courage, oh but I shall need one of fear for I can not have love without fear even onto its first kiss unless I have no courage to try, but then why would I need a box of little parts of life..