I really resonated with this. I have been on a whirlwind of a journey these past few weeks in Istanbul, that has left me in a state of flustered problem-solving. I have caught myself questioning too much, wanting to start too many projects and hyper-analysing every piece of stimulus that occurs internally and externally. It's refreshing to have these ideas spoken back to me in this post, as I feel like a lot of these perspectives sit deep within us, but get clouded over when the monkey mind starts revving the engine of insecurity. The reminder that "I have to consciously choose my own reality" is poignant. And part of this choice for me has been around relinquishing my desire for everything to have "meaning". Part of the post-modern dilemma is that the constant drive towards meaning can suck so much time, energy and space that you become overwhelmed in the pursuit of understanding. There is a liberation in surrendering to the absurdity sometimes, and in embracing the weirdness of how our mind attempts to control the complexities of the world. It's all so beautifully-heartbreaking and that's the magic of it.
"The constant drive for meaning can suck so much time." YES! And what a dialectic, because it's both helpful to make meaning and then do the opposite, drop it all together. Cheers to that.
I really resonated with this. I have been on a whirlwind of a journey these past few weeks in Istanbul, that has left me in a state of flustered problem-solving. I have caught myself questioning too much, wanting to start too many projects and hyper-analysing every piece of stimulus that occurs internally and externally. It's refreshing to have these ideas spoken back to me in this post, as I feel like a lot of these perspectives sit deep within us, but get clouded over when the monkey mind starts revving the engine of insecurity. The reminder that "I have to consciously choose my own reality" is poignant. And part of this choice for me has been around relinquishing my desire for everything to have "meaning". Part of the post-modern dilemma is that the constant drive towards meaning can suck so much time, energy and space that you become overwhelmed in the pursuit of understanding. There is a liberation in surrendering to the absurdity sometimes, and in embracing the weirdness of how our mind attempts to control the complexities of the world. It's all so beautifully-heartbreaking and that's the magic of it.
"The constant drive for meaning can suck so much time." YES! And what a dialectic, because it's both helpful to make meaning and then do the opposite, drop it all together. Cheers to that.