Living
in the Real World
“If
I learned anything from having cancer, it's that unless there's a
physical need—such as needing air to breathe or needing to stop a
wound from bleeding—there's no reason to rush, no matter the level
of urgency being showered on us by others.”
Mark
Nepo (Who Will Live Your Life? Parabola, Fall 2015)
We
live in a rushed society. Everyday, we give away vital parts of
ourselves to the desire on the part of our culture to work harder,
play harder, drive faster, be first in line, beat the other team, and
on, and on. I remember a story my former husband, Joe, told about his
first summer working for his grandfather's company, constructing
buildings on the University of North Carolina campus. His grandfather
believed everyone should start at the bottom and work their way
up, so his first assignment was to dig trenches for plumbing pipes.
Joe started hard and fast, swinging a pick ax and flinging out great
wads of dirt. He noticed how slowly the other men worked, rhythmic
and paced, and considered that “the lazy man's way.” He was
motivated to dig even harder and faster. By ten o'clock in the
morning, he was exhausted, couldn't lift his arms one more time. The
other men were still swinging their picks, slowly, methodically, and
continued to do so until the work day ended.
Mark
Nepo asks the question, “So, who will live your life? Who will you
dare entrust that to?” Will we live it striving for a goal that is
dictated by our culture, or will we learn to live in our own skin?
Will we learn our own pace, and our own truth. Will we listen to our
inner voice, or will we conform to a world in a mad dash to get
“ahead?” Nepo again, “...there are times when not going at all
is tantamount to arriving.”
I
am often told that I don't understand the “real world.” This is
probably true. I don't understand a great deal of our human obsession
with speed and power, because so much of it is simply
incomprehensible. But, I am learning to better know my authentic
world. The one thing we can do to slow the hurtling train we call the
real world, is to get off the tracks. We can be the decider. We can set our own pace. We
can listen to our own voice above the cacophony, and follow
our own path. If enough of us did that, the real world would change.
In
the Spirit,
Jane
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