You put your right foot in...
I seem to spend an inordinate amount of time figuring out what life is all about. Plato, I think, said "the unexamined life is not worth living," and I am even trying to figure what that means? It is a difficult beginning when you don't even understand the question! He and Socrates discussed so much from within the darkness of a cave and decided that you don't really need to experience something in order to understand it. You don't have to be a cow to know sweet from sour milk.
It is interesting how we achieve our identities and I am pretty convinced that we are born with our personalities, but is personality the same as identity? Psychologists claim that there are only so many personalities, type 'A' or type 'B'. introverts and extroverts, those that go after life and those who wait to receive it, passive and aggressive. Is that what it is all about? One or the other?
We can't be all things to all people and we are different for different people. Our behavior is altered by circumstance. Even I can be nice!
So much of our identity is circumscribed around our employment. It is almost the first question asked:
"what do you do?" In these tough economic times this is becoming an embarrassing question! Yet if we ask the question: "How are you?" we really don't expect an answer!
This changes a bit with retirement and maybe comes about with lower expectations. There is not much that I have to do. The question that I like is, "How are you enjoying retiement?" I wonder why this question couldn't be used earlier in life? Not what did you accomplish today or how much did you do, but what did you enjoy about it? Pretty weird, huh? In a day's work we are supposed to stack one hundred and forty two boxes and it is okay to be miserable during this whole process! It is a race. So much to do and so little time.
What is interesting is that we get caught up in this and are continually moving the goal post. Every item purchased on credit is a promise of future indentured servitude. I have always had two prices for my art.
If I have already done it, it is pretty cheap but if you want to obligate my future it can be very expensive.
You put your right foot out! Why can't we dance along the way? Somehow, along the way, I think we have got it all wrong and we are asking the wrong questions. Maybe the answers are found in the roller rink of life, found in the Hokey Pokey. That is what it is all about.
You can visit me HERE!
I seem to spend an inordinate amount of time figuring out what life is all about. Plato, I think, said "the unexamined life is not worth living," and I am even trying to figure what that means? It is a difficult beginning when you don't even understand the question! He and Socrates discussed so much from within the darkness of a cave and decided that you don't really need to experience something in order to understand it. You don't have to be a cow to know sweet from sour milk.
It is interesting how we achieve our identities and I am pretty convinced that we are born with our personalities, but is personality the same as identity? Psychologists claim that there are only so many personalities, type 'A' or type 'B'. introverts and extroverts, those that go after life and those who wait to receive it, passive and aggressive. Is that what it is all about? One or the other?
We can't be all things to all people and we are different for different people. Our behavior is altered by circumstance. Even I can be nice!
So much of our identity is circumscribed around our employment. It is almost the first question asked:
"what do you do?" In these tough economic times this is becoming an embarrassing question! Yet if we ask the question: "How are you?" we really don't expect an answer!
This changes a bit with retirement and maybe comes about with lower expectations. There is not much that I have to do. The question that I like is, "How are you enjoying retiement?" I wonder why this question couldn't be used earlier in life? Not what did you accomplish today or how much did you do, but what did you enjoy about it? Pretty weird, huh? In a day's work we are supposed to stack one hundred and forty two boxes and it is okay to be miserable during this whole process! It is a race. So much to do and so little time.
What is interesting is that we get caught up in this and are continually moving the goal post. Every item purchased on credit is a promise of future indentured servitude. I have always had two prices for my art.
If I have already done it, it is pretty cheap but if you want to obligate my future it can be very expensive.
You put your right foot out! Why can't we dance along the way? Somehow, along the way, I think we have got it all wrong and we are asking the wrong questions. Maybe the answers are found in the roller rink of life, found in the Hokey Pokey. That is what it is all about.
You can visit me HERE!
