With constant
bombardment of information it sometimes becomes difficult to hear our own
breath. We take in the tragic news stories, the pushing of public agendas, the
loud voices in support of social justice and our own mental ramblings.
Walking
into a Target or a Costco or a Rite Aid, further sensory overload can occur at
the realization of there being so much and possibly even too much. Twenty-seven
varieties of toothpaste, options on options of laundry soap and buckets of deep-fried mozzarella cheese
sticks present themselves to the indecisive and those with grasping hands alike.
Messages of what to buy and how to join-up with a society of consumerism,
pop-culture and the need for entertainment to define fun, surround us.
I realize that
some of these observations are generalizations and I also realize the nature of
hypocrisy in my own behavior (how could I be witness to buckets of mozzarella
cheese sticks if I were not a member of the club?).
The pressures of society can favor the players and discard the unskilled. The resisters can become outliers and perhaps even alienated. Jumping into the matrix of any given society and being accepted is perhaps a privilege. Defining personal priorities of what is important can yield peace when paired with a congruent environment. Where is that environment for you?
