Why, What, Where, When, WHO the f**k Cares?
So just gonna throw it out here – gonna vomit it from the depths of from wherever. Like some may have seen in comments on other posts, around the age of 11 I realized one day that “I” was going to die. That ended childhood right there. That began a 47 year quest for meaning and understanding (the question that bubbled up in my young mind that day was, “well, if I’m going to die one day, then why am I here to begin with?”). Fast forward to January 22, 2013, 9:06 a.m. EST, Southeast U.S. Coast, a Dell Latitude laptop, a desk and a chair. And what sits here typing these characters? Or who? Or maybe “what” is the correct reference. Ha! Isn’t that the point, anyway? So I’ve studied all kinds of folks and “isms” – seems maybe I listed some on the bio here – don’t remember and too lazy to look right now. What now? What today? Where am “I”? Where to go? What to do? Why bother? Don’t worry, I’m not in despair over anything – I’ve at least learned not to let things bother me – I can divorce feelings, sorta kinda, from whatevers. HE, here, is Awesome! People can post as they wish and those who see the posts and wish to comment can do that to their heart’s content. Many are seeking, and what others may offer can contribute to their journeys in positive ways. Nice. And, I am happy to offer words of my own, as some may see I have done – am between jobs and have had some time. Anywayz, outside of the religions, philosophies, practices, etc., etc., etc. I have discovered, for me at least, the meaning of life. The ONLY “thing” that brings contentment, happiness and feeling of purpose is service to others. There is no other existence for “me” – no other reason to be breathing on this Earth. I moved past serving “me” (yeah, yeah, here is the not-breaking-my-arm-patting-myself-on-the-back disclaimer) – but seriously, I own nothing. The house I share with my wife, mother-in-law and brother-in-law is my wife’s. The car I drive is my mother’s who can no longer drive. There is a surfboard, a few shoes and some clothes in my possession, and that’s it. I do not claim to “own” any of it, and it’s available to anyone who may ask for any of it (though it may be painful to let the surfboard go). Jesus said “Give to him who asks you, and from him who wants to borrow from you do not turn away.” I claim no religious label, but Jesus was a very wise teacher (the closest to a label I might come would be Buddhist). In the end, how can one own anything anyway? It’s like land. The Native Americans cannot understand how we can claim to own the Earth: like the plot of land your house may sit on, or any real estate. And we cannot. That’s totally ludicrous, but that’s the way at least this American system works. It’s all about money, possessions and related. What matters then? How can one just discount everything and not fall into despair? For “me”, it’s that matter of serving others. I have worked with youth as a mentor in various capacities for over 25 years. My first priority is that they know that they are loved unconditionally and to just affirm, confirm and lift them up at all times. Secondly, to help them see some light and move toward freedom from the indoctrination of so many elements that seek to put them into boxes and make them tow this and that line – and help them to keep from going there to begin with. It’s delicate work, and some will get it and some will not, and that’s okay. I also work as a substitute teacher and an assistant track coach which lends to further contact with young people and opportunity to uphold and affirm them – lift them up when they’re down. So, anywayz, that’s what gives me purpose to keep on keeping on in this world even though I can see all of the negatives and such. And, you know, just doing what “I” do, is a practice if one wants to call it that, and maybe that’s good enough – in that I don’t need to be this or that – in other words, what I move from and towards naturally is what’s real, compared to any activity that requires effort or movement, such as some religious exercise of continuing practice. Whew! Any of this make any sense to anyone? Thanx for the opportunity to peck it out on the keyboard. Peace, Love & Light ~ ricky
@rickyferdon, A great read. You have a lot of knowledge and experience in there that was worth sharing, thank you.
It is an amazingly humbling experience acknowledge that the western way of living is not universal! There are cultures and ideals that will blow our minds! Life is truly a journey of knowledge, love and understanding.
I look forward to reading more of your posts.