‘What are you doing today?’
‘If the world was ending, and you had just this last day on earth, what would you do?’
How many of us, I wonder, could truthfully answer these two questions with the same response? My guess is not many, if any.
With the exception of those with a hidden penchant for apocalyptic anarchy à la The Purge, this begs further inquiry. (We will leave this subcategory undisturbed, or rather, disturbed without interruption, as I believe the treatment of those issues, in my capacity as a personal and business development psychologist, lie just beyond the scope of my reach!). Because, without trying to get too philosophical on this, technically, every day the world is ending. Ending for someone, ending for several someones. Ending in the definitive, finite sense of concept, and ending in the shades of grey between, when catastrophic and subtle shifts alike change everything, and the world as you’ve always known it transforms utterly and completely in a moment, and that old world ceases to exist, making you question if it ever did.
And so this brings me to the reasons behind this disconnect. Why, when life is so uncertain, so unstable and so incredibly volatile, do we continue to lead our lives in such a way that we prioritise the mundane, the prosaic and the routine? Why do the overwhelming majority consistently supress our true desires, neglect our most organic pleasures and pursue the path most travelled by?
It appears that somewhere along the way, a detrimental group delusion has been established and continues to be perpetuated generation after generation. For many, subscription to the status quo takes root in the religious and cultural conditioning to which many have been and continue to be exposed. Particularly in Ireland, where state and religion continue to be dubiously synonymous, we have all borne witness to the hard sell of ‘moral’ values and obligations. The reach and extent of religious and political subjugation in this country is an animal entirely its own, a topic relevant to this article yet potentially divergent in its complexity, thus I will not delve into a detailed dissection of this meaty little controversy catalyst at this time. Suffice it to say, we are all aware of the pervasive and innumerous framework of rules and judgments imposed by religious teachings and sympathetic political policies. We are taught from an early age to adhere to the guidelines with stoicism and without questioning. We must fall in line, keep our heads down and, ultimately ‘play it safe’; be ‘good’ citizens, ‘good’ people. Ignoring the obvious rampant hypocrisy, I have to wonder about the manifestation of these early and continuous teachings, about how they shape our world perspective and our personal aspirations, beliefs and behaviour in the long term. Similarly, and perhaps (likely), not unrelatedly we as a society appear to uphold and perpetuate restrictively narrow views on which lifestyles, behaviours and choices constitute acceptable, correct and ‘good’ decisions. This mindset applies to varying degrees on a spectrum of matters ranging from the profound (e.g. human rights and respect for the entitlements of others) to the seemingly insignificant, yet often impactful, represented in the judgmental remarks, snide comments and character assassination that occurs on a regular basis, with the collective power to deter and demoralise the recipients and/or the subjects of such commentary. How many times, I wonder, have we each let opportunity pass us by, denied our hearts and our guts, for fear of upsetting the expectations of societal norms, and/or incurring the wrath of the inevitable ridicule, disparaging monologues and the risk of ‘failure’? I would venture a guess of countless.
We are all aware that nothing in this life is guaranteed, especially the continuation of our individual existence. Yet, the acuteness of this awareness appears to have been collectively dulled. We place higher priority on the fleeting opinions of others than the observance of our own mortality. This, to me, is a bizarre reality with which I struggle to come to terms. It is fascinating to me that we, myself included, continue to choose preoccupation with the insignificant over the profound. We submit to being gorgonised by the banal; job stability, status anxiety, aesthetic presentation; yet we resist the opportunity to be galvanised by the constant potential imminence of our mortality. We have become so afraid of making mistakes that we refuse to take liberating action. So averse are we to the ‘risks’ of instability and change within the confines of our attenuated world view that we are failing on a significant scale to take advantage of our exiguous stint here on the continuum of existence.
In the end, whenever and however that end may come, none of this will matter. Not even the extent to which we exploited or squandered our individual time, opportunities and existence. We will cease to be, and in time, so will our legacy as those who hold our memory also fade. All that matters is right now, today. With grace and luck, there may be a tomorrow, but even so, there is no guarantee that tomorrow’s world will resemble that which we know today. It is wise to observe certain practices for the assurance of our future – investing our time and our other resources well for the benefit of our future life trajectory. I am not suggesting that we all throw hazard to the wind and spontaneously combust in a blaze of irresponsible impulsivity, quite the contrary, rather. I simply hope that this journalistic soliloquy may ground your fears, and in some small way, encourage you to take a step back to take the perspective of the big picture – however briefly – and feel inspired to extinguish that fear of rejection, of ridicule; to ignore the rules of acceptableness and ‘good’ sense, and to set the wheels in motion to take that chance that has been burning in the embers of your heart for as long as you can remember, and fan it into a conflagration that consumes your doubts.