Self Management is like Waste management


At the outset let me say that this metaphorical world I am going to lead you into may be a bit too much for you to handle, that’s alright and that is exactly what looking inwards is all about.

It is dirty and downright dangerous and meant for the brave and resourceful only!

So as I said, Self Management is like Waste management. You have to do it, you know it and many know it, but we (in India) put it off, till it has piled up so high we are in danger of sinking into our own muck.
You have to go inwards, understand yourself and where you are, at different points in life otherwise the sh** will pile up!
Having said that some would suggest that Inward journey is a matter of choice – (well we know what you did to all the muck that piled up, you shoved it under the carpet!)

Jokes apart...

In my mind this is part of life and living –to go inward, understand yourself and retain that which is useful and discard (mindfully) all that which is not. So now that you are willing to segregate and separate, you become aware of all the processes involved.

Reuse all that adds value to your life, the organic stuff that enables growth can be retained and composted! Rich black gold of learning from life is obtained from this accumulation.

Recycle by re-imagining all the stuff that cannot be used as is but has to be integrated creatively.

Reduce and discard all that is not needed, throw it away again mindfully. Not onto the streets for all to see, but with care and in meaningful ways give it away.

I would also add one more R to this, Replace. If you need to replace some of the old time worn stuff with new learnings, then do it.

Inward journey or Self-management also uses the 4 R principles!



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