Are you feeling flat? Has life’s pearly luster worn down a bit and left you in monotonous auto-pilot, managing duties and keeping up with tasks,… with little evident payoff? When enthusiasm for once sacred delights wanes and our once impenetrable fortress of professional, familial, relational or aesthetic value finds itself in question; it’s not a far drop to literally lose oneself. Where do we find ourselves relevant, valuable and equally irreplaceable to those we hold dear?
Are you entrenched in the identity of something relational, heavily invested but impermanent? Has the caricature you’ve identified with become somehow antiquated? In other words, have you played the role of someones spouse, parent, child, partner, caregiver, confidant, now displaced by an evolving lack of demand? Has the season changed and flipped you irreverently on your ass?
Seasons in our lives are meant to drastically amend the prior landscape, irrevocably altering us and sharpening up our current sense of who we identify ourselves to be. We all know this, and for the most part we can come to accept it. Our children’s co-dependence is meant to wane as they grow to adulthood, expertise in any field gives way to new discovery, new figures rise in their expertise and the world cycles itself endlessly, with or without our active participation or witness.
So in humble acceptance of this natural principle, and assessment of my recent participation in the mechanisms of societal evolution, if someone was to ask me how I am feeling about my momentary contribution…. my answer would have to unequivocally be, “I FEEL FLAT”.
Most who know me would find this revelation remarkable and quite unexpected, as I am toting several badges of honor that “should”demonstrate otherwise. As a woman in my mid-forties, I have successfully raised 4 upright, enormously talented and equally healthy children to adulthood. There is also the newfound joy of recent grand-motherhood, which can be some serious fun. My education was completed finally, nearly a decade ago which boasts a doctorate, complimented with a nomination as a Global Peace Ambassador to the UPF. I have published two books, one of which has been a #1 Bestseller, and have enjoyed the fruits of a successful coaching practice. I have lived abroad and traveled to many exotic areas of this glorious globe and have the love of a passionately devoted soul mate.
Now that I have colored in the blanks and framed this life of mine a bit, I sound reminiscent of a pitifully ungrateful complainer, don’t I? Were it not for the overbearing issues that plague my soul, I wouldn’t even like myself much, let alone defend my position of melancholy.
So what’s up? Where in the heck is the apathy coming from when a plethora of blessings have already been manifested in real time?
Well, now that you ask…. there is that matter of a nation torn asunder by a political tryst engineered at the highest levels of influence. From that influential patriarchy, my understanding is that nearly EVERY aspect of our lives are manipulated against our best interests. Apparently our skies are salted relentlessly with barium, strontium and aluminum, all carcinogenic and toxic to ourselves, our soil, our water and all life upon which it falls. Our soil and crops have been neglectfully poisoned, frankensteinanly engineered with patented seed by greedy corporations. The water that we drink is regularly tested positive for excessive toxic fluoride, chlorine, a cadre of pharmaceuticals that have leached into the water table, just to name a few. Our politics appear to be in-defensively rigged, our banking institutions corrupt, our history re-written by the victors to malevolently manipulative levels meant to engender ignorance. Technology has become a worldwide virtue and vice in it’s necessity in our lives, giving rise to social media addiction and corresponding depression; not to mention excessive spending due to forced obsolescence. Need another update?…. sorry, you are out of memory! No problem… we have a “cloud” to hold ALL your sensitive, personal data. Completely safe, of course. And the cost is……
There are quite literally too many issues to list and I have only begun to be a serious buzz kill in my first blog in nearly 5 years! Should I stop myself already?
So here is the thing…….
What can I really do about any of it? How in this ever changing world of the good, the bad and the ugly can I find lasting relevance in this world? REAL, serious and MAD, far-reaching, undeniable, heart saturated RELEVANCE?
As one who holds myself to a high level of impeccability in my personal contribution, forever pushing my limits and forcing back my comfort zones, I deeply appreciated this reminder.
“Ours is not the task of fixing the entire world all at once, but of stretching out to mend the part of the world that is within our reach. Any small, calm thing that one soul can do to help another soul, to assist some portion of this poor suffering world, will help immensely. It is not given to us to know which acts or by whom, will cause the critical mass to tip toward an enduring good.”
– Clarissa Pinkola Estes
American poet, post-trauma specialist and Jungian psychoanalyst, author of Women Who Run With the Wolves.
So, upon rising….. let us ask that ever-present, Universal Consciousness, that constant pervading Wisdom and Love Presence that holds each of us eternally in It’s Wholeness,…. “What would you have me do to serve the “whole” today? What would you have me say, give, share, listen to, participate in, hold space for, be present as a witness to make a difference?”
The opportunity is always there. On the freeway. In the checkout line. In EVERY parking lot. There is always someone’s life that we can touch, lighten, brighten and witness.
It is in that space that we find purpose. It is in this daily practice that we make a difference. This is how we daily demonstrate “mad relevance“.