
The Inner Roommate is a delightful image I gleaned from Michael Singer’s book The Untethered Soul. Regarding this inner commentary that we all live with, he writes, “How would you feel if someone outside really started talking to you the way your inner voice does? How would you relate to a person who opened their mouth to say everything your mental voice says? After a very short period of time, you would tell them to leave and never come back.”
Do you ever just stop and listen to that incessant voice in your head? Will she ever shut up? Things you forgot, things you might forget. Things you said, might say next time, should have or shouldn’t have said / done / not done…..
No wonder it is difficult to concentrate on the here-and-now with that racket going on inside your head.
My inner roommate specializes in rehearsing conversations for the future, as well as judging my past behaviour. In fact, an extra special feature is her eagerness to judge me when I slip into judgemental thoughts myself. Now who’s judging whom? Wait- what?!
Yes – it gets ridiculous and even comical. In fact, I have found that the best way to deal with my inner roommate is to laugh. Seeing the humour in such human-ness allows me to be kind to myself, smile and once again say, “Begin again.”
Great insight and handling of the troublesome inner roommate, sometimes termed monkey mind.When the roommate sounds like a critical parent I have said “ Thanks for sharing Mum”.This has helped me separate from old messages that no longer serve my life.
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So true!! I love the metaphor of the inner roommate/voice/critic as a cricket sitting on my shoulder, chirping negative things in my ear. With loving accuracy I take my finger and flick her away, off my shoulder! Ahhh, peace at last….
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I love both of those images. Next time my inner roommate shows up I’m going to say, “Thanks for sharing, but no thanks.” and then flick her away. I can imagine her disappearing like a burst bubble.
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