What we are yearning for when we yearn for freedom and peace?
I think we d misjudge our ability to be free and lead peaceful lives and that actually we yearn for what we do not really want.
We say we want freedom to do as we like, yet total freedom terrifies us and we do nothing. We say we want peace but in our quietest moments are beset with boredom. We want peace within our active freedom.
Do we really want freedom or do we really want some form of structure to work within that might be experienced as meaningful and meaningful experience peace or is that contentment.
Study after study has shown that the more choices we the less likely we are like to choose. When faced with choice and the freedom to make any choice the more anxious and neurotic we become.
Children will demand freedom but the happiest child is the one who has boundaries. The child that knows where they stand is better able to set a direction to go.
The caterpillar assisted out of their cocoon, dies and never becomes a butterfly.
Perhaps boundaries are needed to explore and push against. Perhaps freedom can only be expressed or experienced when pushing up against a boundary. The freedom to color within the lines or outside them requires the existence of the line.
Freedom is a paradox, once you express it; once you choose, define it and act on it, you limit it.
Every creation is also a destruction, and every destruction also a creation.
When we yearn for freedom and peace I wonder if what we really want is easy. The freedom for someone other then our selves to help us out of our cocoon, for someone to do our work for us.
And then when we discover we have become the living dead, the freedom to blame them for our troubles and death that is not dying and so we yearn to die.
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What we are yearning for when we yearn for freedom and peace?
I think we d misjudge our ability to be free and lead peaceful lives and that actually we yearn for what we do not really want.
We say we want freedom to do as we like, yet total freedom terrifies us and we do nothing. We say we want peace but in our quietest moments are beset with boredom. We want peace within our active freedom.
Do we really want freedom or do we really want some form of structure to work within that might be experienced as meaningful and meaningful experience peace or is that contentment.
Study after study has shown that the more choices we the less likely we are like to choose. When faced with choice and the freedom to make any choice the more anxious and neurotic we become.
Children will demand freedom but the happiest child is the one who has boundaries. The child that knows where they stand is better able to set a direction to go.
The caterpillar assisted out of their cocoon, dies and never becomes a butterfly.
Perhaps boundaries are needed to explore and push against. Perhaps freedom can only be expressed or experienced when pushing up against a boundary. The freedom to color within the lines or outside them requires the existence of the line.
Freedom is a paradox, once you express it; once you choose, define it and act on it, you limit it.
Every creation is also a destruction, and every destruction also a creation.
When we yearn for freedom and peace I wonder if what we really want is easy. The freedom for someone other then our selves to help us out of our cocoon, for someone to do our work for us.
And then when we discover we have become the living dead, the freedom to blame them for our troubles and death that is not dying and so we yearn to die.