We are always working through something. Some of us create drama and thrive on it, others try to avoid drama at all costs, but some sort of drama or conflict is constantly seeking to invade our space. We can’t get through life without it, nor should we. It is at these times that we have an opportunity to learn more of who we are. Drama and conflict provide us with opportunities to ask ourselves the questions that we need to ponder.
We alone install the buttons others seemingly push. Until we figure out the installation process our buttons will be like a beacon….”PUSH ME”……then we get upset and wonder why somebody actually pushes it. Figure it out.
Without the challenges we would never grow as human beings. Growth is a good thing. It is through these experiences we have a chance to find peace. We can’t get there without it.
It’s a journey that might involve pain, but can be followed by joyous wisdom and maturity. Enjoy the ride.
“Self Love”. We hear those words quite frequently these days, but do we ever take time to truly think about what they mean? On the Broad Perspective we have discussed this subject many times. Know Thyself. The greatest commandment ever given. The words we above the doorway at the Temple of Athena in Delphi. How many of us think we know ourselves? I would venture a guess that many think they do, but the reality is most truly do not.
We know who we THINK we are but we don’t really know the truth of ourselves.
It takes a brave person to venture to the depths of our own being to peer into the truth of who we are. But with that adventure comes great power. Perhaps the greatest of all.
There might be tears, there might be pain, but there is growth. Enormous growth. Enjoy the journey.
(What is) the true nature of living? This is a question which could be answered differently by anyone who is willing to dip their toes into the well of self-discovery. The water is sometimes cool and refreshing , others is might be murky and dark. If we buy into the common propaganda we must live as long as possible and makes the sacrifices we are told we must do. Exercise. Lots of it. Organic foods. Graze. Sacrifice. Avoid stress. Sleep. Sleep some more then get up and start it all over again. So we can prolong life. Live longer in old age.
Now if we were a culture that revered the elderly and appreciated the wisdom that comes with aging, it might make at least a modicum of sense. But we don’t. We worship youth and beauty. Oh, and money. Lots of that too.
We can spend our lives “running to the grave”. Or slow down and enjoy the view, come what may.
This week on The Broad Perspective Greg and I talk about progress in race relations over the last 50 years. Some days it seems like we have come a long way and then I turn on the TV and there is another police shooting of a black man or I read about some statistic that says we haven’t come very far at all. I’d like to think that in California (where I live) there is has been a great deal of progress but clearly this the case everywhere. Even here things happen that make me scratch my head and go, “huh”?.. Kevin is a brilliant young man who frequently records on the Broad Perspective. He brings a fresh perspective to our show. Recently he (and his dogs) was visiting my home and he took them our for a walk. We are semi-rural with a sparse spattering of homes. One of my neighbors asked him what he was doing in our neighborhood and he replied “talking my dogs for a walk”. The neighbor called the police. Kevin is black. Would he have called the police if he has been a white male walking his dogs? I don’t think so, and times like this make me think that we haven’t come very far at all. One step forward and two steps back. https://thebroadperspective.podbean.com/e/mlk-50-years-later-any-progress/
This weeks show was a real eye opener. So sad that elderly women have to resort to committing a crime in order to have a roof over their head and food to eat. But how far behind are we here in the US? I am guessing but I think the cost of housing them in prison would be much higher than a stipend from the government to cover their basic needs. Then again, I could be wrong. My other question is where are the families’ of these women? Is there no family member that can help them? Then again I look at our situation here in the US and would ask that same question. Where are the families of all the homeless people? I guess none of these dilemmas have a simple answer. In my admittedly judgmental observation, we Americans seem to be quick to farm out our family members to institutions and the care of others, expecting someone else to take care of them. Granted there are times where it is warranted, but I think frequently it is just “easier”. Life isn’t easy. I think taking care of our own is our responsibility.