The True Self is Simple; Complexity is False but Interesting

Truth versus Lies (Beliefs)

By Cathy Eck

You Don’t Need to Learn the Truth,

You Only Need to Let Go of What Hides It

When I was in business nearly every day someone yelled, “KISS” (keep it simple stupid).  People in intellect-driven fields, like accounting and technology, often make something really simple into something very complex.  Complexity costs money.  Often it’s born from someone trying to prove their personal superiority at the expense of the team or company.

Those who could keep it simple were valuable.  They could move a team of diverse people though a project and get it done without problems.


Preachers and Teachers

I’m often reminded of this when I listen to intellectuals explain their view of consciousness.  They see sacred geometry, worm holes, and parallel universes.  It’s cool, and I love to read about their perspective.  I enjoy their lectures and love that they shared them with me.  But I see it as their perspective.

At one time, I’d accept other’s perspectives as THE truth, often because they were convinced that their perspective was the absolute truth.  I’d stuff their perspective into my already cluttered mind.  Later, I realized that their perspective wasn’t completely true.  Often cognitive dissonance traversed their broad canyons.  Most perspectives are a blend of true and false — that’s human perception.

Right-brained people see divine images of Gods and Goddesses or the cosmos; they hear channeled beings.  That’s all cool too; and it produces amazing art and stories.  But once again, if we turn it into THE truth versus their truth, we create confusion.  The truth that we all share, uniquely expressed, plus our beliefs create our life perspective (our reality).  I don’t dislike beliefs.  But, I abhor when someone makes their beliefs the truth.  That causes every problem in the world; it keeps people in prisons of misery.


KISS Equals Freedom

I learned from my business years.  I keep my ideals for this website lean and simple.  When our intellect isn’t engaged, letting go is easier.

First, I want everyone to have the ability to find their truth, their wisdom, and their creative genius inside.  That’s a human right.

Second, I want to expose beliefs that people have sold as the truth so that they no longer hurt people.

Third, I want to empower people to “JUST SAY NO” to other people’s beliefs if they don’t enhance their life.  I want people to know they can let go and how to do it.  That way, if they want to, they can clean up their mind and live their perfect life.


Simple Works

I offer simple analogies and techniques because when you tear open the mind, you find that it’s simple.  Learning and memorizing made our minds so damn complex.  If we feel emotion when we think something, it’s false.  How can anything be more simple than that?  It’s the false mind that added masculine/feminine, projection, and psychological reversal so that we’d get confused about what is true and what is false.  It’s the false mind that said that beliefs are true even though they feel bad.  When we add complexity to our mind by filling it with beliefs, we make ourselves rigid and ordinary.  We cover up our True Self.  Complexity breeds problems and then solves those same problems.

The processes that I suggest are simple, but don’t discount them.   We’re often afraid to let go of our knowledge because we think we’ll become grunting cavemen.  But that hasn’t been my experience at all.  Our false mind tells us that it’s giving us what can only come from our True Self.  Our false mind lies because it’s afraid of dying or being exposed.


Which is more beautiful?

Looking at a rose or reading the biological description of one.

Which is more loving?

Holding the person you love or studying their biological anatomy.

Which is more real?

The Army’s beliefs and emotions or the number of people and date that he killed them.

When we intellectualize something, we move away from the essence of it.  We become incapable of true love or being our authentic Selves.  Hurting others becomes easy.

That’s what society has done.  It’s tried to explain everything with logic.  In doing so, it has lost the simplicity, the beauty, and the love that’s natural.  We don’t need to know every line in a play; we just need to know our part.  But we’ll think we need to know and control everything if we can’t trust the other people on the stage.  We’ve become more knowledgeable and less trusting because knowledge can’t be trusted; it isn’t wisdom.

Knowledge is becoming worthless as it should be.  We’re living at a time when we can let computers store the facts and data, while we focus on being ourselves, being creators and innovators, or being true lovers.  People go to workshop after workshop to learn what’s true when they have a perfect discrimination system inside that they don’t use.  There are classes on how to hook our soul mate, but why?  If the soul has a mate, can’t it find the damn thing?   We see our True Self as weak.  Thanks religion.  We must realize how stupid we’ve become since we’ve accepted knowledge and let it go.

The intellect isn’t bad.  I’m still an intellectual person, but I know when to pull on the reigns and stop the horse from going the wrong way.  When a belief is hurting myself or another, I let it go.  When a belief has to be held together with duct tape to work, I let it go.  When a belief keeps me from a dream that feels peaceful and calm and right, I let it go.  When another demands me to think like them, I let them go.  It really is simple.

Beliefs can be fun and creative so long as we never forget that no matter how cool beliefs might be, they aren’t true.  And if they no longer serve our needs, we can let them go.

2 thoughts on “The True Self is Simple; Complexity is False but Interesting

  1. Tia/Thia says:

    **sorry in advance for my super long thesis of a comment, I had waaay more to say than I thought.**

    I’ve been working on trying to keep things simple. I’ve had the habit of overcomplicating things since I was very young. Some where along the way I let it creep into my creativity. I became such a perfectionist. Drawing and writing became a back breaking annoyance instead of a joy. I obsessed over every little line and letter. After a while I started not to draw so much. School made writing a bore-chore so I didn’t do much of that after a while either.

    I remember one day my dad was upset with me about my poor grades in shool. Like most parents, he got on his little soap box and started harping on about how my poor grades aren’t going to get me into college and how because I’m a woman AND African American that it was crucial that I go to college and get a good job blah blah blah. But what really stuck with me even now is what he said after all that.

    After he asked me what I wanted to study in college, I answered that I wanted to study art. He asked me if that was my passion and I said yes. Well, he thought it was a great idea to respond with:
    “Art isnt your passion! You haven’t drawn much at all in a long time, if it was really your passion you’d be drawing every day. A passion is something you live and breath.”

    That absolutely crushed me. After that I had doubts about whether or not art was really my passion. I think what confused me so much was that some of what he said had true and false in it. A passion is something that I’d imagine living and breathing. But what felt absolutely horrible was believing that art wasn’t my passion just because I hadn’t drawn in a while.

    I had lost my love for drawing only because I shut my true self off from it. I always felt an unnatural struggle when I drew, I always felt drained after drawing. The joy that I sought out of it was always so short lived because I had become a very mean and unforgiving critic of myself and always found something wrong with my art. I hated feeling that way, I never had a very high tolerance for things that made me feel shitty, but I wasn’t aware of letting go back then so my solution was to avoid drawing for a while. But that didn’t last very long.

    Even as draining as I made it, I still found myself drawing every now and then. Even despite the initial dread I always felt at how complex and tedious I was going to make it, I still wanted to draw. But there were rare occasions where I would just doodle on a notebook just for kicks, nothing *serious*, and I’d end up drawing something I absolutely loved! No struggle involved!

    I always laughed at the irony of how I always ended up drawing such nice pictures on notebook paper, but when I tried to draw on plain white paper It usually became a struggle again. I started to realize that the paper I drew on determined whether or not I would take the drawing seriously.

    When I doodled in my notebook, I didn’t take my drawings seriously, whatever beliefs I had about what my art had to look like wer obsolete. But when I pulled out the white paper, I always seemed to go back into serious mode, I started to strain again. One day I wondered why I always drew so well on notebook paper, I heard myself answer: “because it’s just notebook paper, it doesn’t matter if you mess up”.

    Ahah! To me, white paper meant no mistakes were allowed, I had to get it perfect. Whereas drawing on notebook paper felt more like harmless practice. I could do no wrong! Ironically enough, I never seemed to make any mistakes when I doodled, it all flowed so effortlessly. I enjoyed doodling more than drawing! LOL!

    I haven’t let go of all the obstacles around my art yet, and I still find myself questioning my love for drawing every now and then. But now when I draw, I find myself kinda tricking my false self into laying off for a while by telling myself I’m just doodling. It’s crazy how it works. I end up *doodling* the pictures that I failed to *draw*.

    Slowly but surely I’m relearning how to draw from my imagination and not my memory. I still have my days where I make it complicated again; but overall, drawing has become so much more enjoyable. If I’m not drawing I’m on pinterest looking at pictures of different drawings and everyone’s beautiful, unique styles. I can’t wait to find and develop my own style.

    I read one of your other posts about finding our star stories a while ago, and It inspired me to write my own in a comic book! I’ve been writing and drawing up characters for it ever since! I want to use it as a fun way to let go. Your advice on using our imaginations and talents to let go is a big inspiration for this! I’m already finding beliefs! And it’s so much fun to turn some of the biggest illusory demons I srtuggle with into funny little monsters.

    I like to picture myself finishing the last page of the book as a completely free person again, and I’d love to share it with others one day in hopes that it will help them too!

    Thank you!

    Love Tia☆

    • Cathy says:

      Hi Tia,
      I love it. And you did see through your dad’s comments well. It’s true, we take our talents and screw them up with beliefs. But as we let those beliefs go, the talents return to their natural state and it is fun. I did the same thing with art. Too much art education in school…people had strong opinions of what I should do. But it is coming back more and more.

      I see our passion as the place that we want to use as a focus to get free. As we focus on a topic, we get insights around that topic and those insights apply to all of life. The subject matter is just to push up the beliefs. The desire to do it well also pushes up beliefs. And it makes the journey much more fun. For me writing has been that subject. For others it might be animals or health or building. And we become free on that topic but also free about life by applying our insights to the big picture of our life. Your idea is perfect. Use drawing to free yourself. Let go of those voices and you’ll free your whole mind. Love, Cathy

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