You don't need to change jealousy, and I wouldn't suggest trying. That will only make her defensive. She craves, though she might not always see it, to go deeper inside her own darkness. Every jealous thought is an invitation to explore more of herself, and to ultimately love more of herself.
Who is she, you ask? You are asking, aren't you? She is the universal, primal Om, she is shanti, shanti, shanti, she is the sound of life revealing, a mountain, a tree unfurling, an eagle soaring, an elephant roaring, as falseness crumbles at her feet.
Jealousy, a robust and tenacious seed, It knows its goal, Who are you to stand in its way? Its mission is emotional decay, An agent of fear, Its ugly head will rear, Just when you need a delicious hormone fix, It’s like a piece of cake, Sweet self-loathing quivering in its wake, It operates in ...
I want to burn it all up All this domesticated bullshit All this fear All this insecurity, mistrust, jealousy, All this you not showing up in your majesty, All this mailing it in and stuffing it down, All this keeping it small, good and polite because it’s what nice girls do.