Monday, February 23, 2009

Head WOD - The Worship of "Ease"


The fact that life is hard, with moments of joy, catches so many by surprise. Depression and further lust for ease develops. Un-diagnosed "Ease" addicts are all around us. Until we courageously submit to the truth that life is hard, we will never experience the deep joys, contentment and successes that are available.

This is not found through repetition of cheap "positive thinking" slogans that make us feel better while chanting them, sell books and create a surface and temporary pseudo calm. Your Mom might have been wrong. You and I aren't special, the little bully really did mean what he said and it might not get better. Mature people realize they, and everyone around them, are human and full of flaws, the bully probably did mean it and life is filled with pain. Grown ups embrace these things and find a surprising little gem when they do.


The gem? We are more accepting of our self and others, the bullies are met with a forceful kindness that is unintimidated and the pains are faced head on and traversed with a dignity that calms and reassures the soul.

Those who expect and fantasise about an easy life....
  • Will avoid difficult conversations, environments and situations.
  • Deny shortcomings of any significance.
  • Compensate through busyness, cuteness, big loud toys or shyness.
  • Separate from those who might actually care enough to be interested.
  • Internally hate those who perform better at something.
  • Feel quietly superior to those who perform less at something.
  • Lose composure when something or someone penetrates the facade.
  • Run for the emotional hills like a dog stung by a 14 year old with a new BB gun when life does not follow the plan.......and it won't.

I know. At some point in my life, I could have been branded with all or any of these. The shoe has fit both feet, and I wear it. The worship of ease will kill us.

Get strong. Emotionally. Mentally. Spiritually. Physically. The world needs you......and so do those closest to you.

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