“It can be a complicated & captive life in the rat race”
We spend the best years of our lives firmly establishing ourselves in the rat race and upon realising our hopeless and pointless crusade to get more stuff and status we then dedicate the second half of our lives to finding meaning and possibly some freedom to be who we desire to be at the deepest level of our being.
Julie and I spent Saturday afternoon minding Zack and Megan, our grandchildren, while Ashleigh, Zoe, and Ryan headed off to watch a local soccer match. Ryan is our son and Zoe his partner. Ashleigh is the eldest of the grandchildren and regularly accompanies her dad to the soccer. Zack and Megan were as good as gold, but it struck me that even good children, with their feeding schedules and their constant need for attention, require that adults attend them full time in the early years. Their needs also create a busyness in the adults’ heads from having to be on high alert, a feeling of never having a moment’s peace.
However, having said this, I did manage the time to have this thought on this day. I sat and wondered: When would a parent have time for much of what I think about and recommend at this point in their busy lives of working and raising a family? Nothing is impossible. But how would it be possible to meditate, read, commune with nature, think, or just generally switch off, whilst always being on duty, as it were? There might be the odd moment, but I doubt that in the twenty-first century it would be too easy to be connected to anything but one’s immediate concerns. There are many of these concerns, and even the moments of leisure and relaxation are unworthy of the name under such turbulent circumstances.
That would then indicate that almost all humans in the current, restrictive social system are predestined to lose connection with nature and their authentic selves in the first part of their lives. There will come a point, if the individual has not been totally submerged within the herd, that everyone has the time and opportunity to break free and reconnect, a time of personal growth and reflection. This would be considered the second part of their lives. I suppose that would be where I am now. It will be a scary and exciting time for those that manage to break free. The sad fact is that, so many are lost forever. They are automatons in a society that by default produces cyborgs from birth. Maybe modern generations are doomed to the automaton life from birth, conditioned to believe that it is through personal choice. They are taught from birth what to think, how to act, and what opinion they need to have.
On the bright side – I think there are many more and younger people becoming aware earlier in their life cycle than there used to be and that is where the hope is to be found. Our world is getting both better and worse in true flexarian form – where will the sweet spot be found and will it be for better or worse?
Normal is the way.
Who decides normal?
Then what is the meaning of life if it isn’t amassing the biggest pile of stuff and money before you die?
Surely life’s meaning then becomes the act of discovering and living life itself with spontaneity and, hopefully, with original thinking. Life’s challenge is to know thyself and the world in which we live– a self that has been suppressed under the guise of religion, education, societal norms, and public opinion since birth, as part of the social-control process and a world that is used as a means but to what end?