A "successful" life has become a violent enterprise. We make war on our own bodies, pushing them beyond their limits; war on our children, because we cannot find enough time to be with them when they are hurt and afraid, and need our company; war on our spirit, because we are too preoccupied to listen to the quiet voices that seek to nourish and refresh us; war on our communities, because we are fearfully protecting what we have, and do not feel safe enough to be kind and generous; war on the earth, because we cannot take the time to place our feet on the ground and allow it to feed us, to taste its blessings and give thanks.
Another great reminder above, reblogged rom Karl Duffy at Mindfulbalance. I've been feeling fragmented lately and this post reminds me that the dissonance I'm feeling is actually a good thing. I'm not settled, I need to make changes, I need to slow down. It's a yearning for a 'full' life rather than a 'busy' one. There is so much more to living than just 'doing' more. Time to breathe.
So true, especially in the USA. I am a casualty of this war.
So many of us are, and there are so many who are unaware of the trap too.
And so often when I am feeling fragmented and just overdone, I forget that I am having a sane response to an insane world, and not the other way around.
Good point. It seems so counter cultural though.