Irreplaceable?

There is this part in a lot of us where this little ego voice lives, and sometimes she says nice things...but I know they aren't true.

For example, the thought of being irreplaceable. In a job, in a relationship...we all like to think we are indeed irreplaceable. My ego tells me that the job I left behind was one that I did so well, that the company will never find anyone to do it as well as I did and with such joy. I've thought the same things about men who've left too, "Good luck, I'm the best you'll ever have".

But it's simply not true. Take for instance that the manager I replaced, I replaced her before she even knew she was being replaced. I'm sure this company is doing everything they can to find my replacement, already have, or if they are smart, took all the work I did, divided it up into tasks to give the rest of the team (so they have something to do in between catching up with Perez Hilton on line, of course), and saved themselves the cost of my salary.

I know so many of the men I dumped are happily married now, with children and flourishing careers. I was certainly and best replaced in these situations.

I think I only know of one person who felt I was irreplaceable, and he's an empty shell of a man now. He should of told my ego to shut up.

There is this feeling we want to hold on to that tells us that we are special, unique, and totally irreplaceable...but the truth is, we aren't. No matter how amazing we are/were, we will be remembered, but easily replaced.

This is in no way a reflection on us as individuals. In fact, it's the evidence that we aren't even individuals to begin with. We are all part of the same thing. The same, divine energy that passes through you, will resonate through someone else, perhaps in a vibration that is more in tune with the job or the ex.

What does this mean to my poor ego, when I have to tell her she is totally replaceable? I tell her that she's not being replaced, I'm replacing the exterior, I'm protecting her....and I'll get her somewhere safe, where her vibration will be in tune with the universe. It's not even the exterior that would damage her...but the pushing and shoving into the little box that tells her intuition is right and she's got to get out.

So, I'm letting her out. Letting her explore the deepest parts of myself, so that she can see that even though in this world, in this life...she is totally replaceable...ultimately her ever infinite energy is not replaceable, but recyclable...until it dissipates into the Universal energy of course.