You
will soon die, and you are not yet simple, not free from perturbations,
or without suspicion of being hurt by external things, or
kindly disposed towards all; nor do you yet place wisdom only in acting
justly.
—Marcus
Aurelius, Meditations, Book 4 (tr
Long)
It hurts
to hear it, but it is completely true. Marcus Aurelius is, of course, speaking
to himself, but he might as well be sitting down with me over a very strong cup
of coffee.
The Stoics
will often speak of “the sage”, the man who has finally come to rise above all
the shallow and petty things in this life, and who now chooses, with joy,
tranquility, and complete self-giving, to dedicate his entire existence to
wisdom and virtue. Nothing else may touch him, or if a longing for externals reaches
out to touch him, he can gently put them aside. Circumstance and fate no longer
harm him, because he does not allow them to rule over him.
He may
have something in common, I suppose, with the bodhisattva of Buddhism, or the
rishi of Hinduism. In the Catholic faith I was raised in, we informally called
such people living saints, as much as that troubled the more precise
theologians.
I leave
aside, for the moment, the question of whether there are such truly perfected
people in this life, or whether it is a noble ideal for our aspirations. I
do know, however, that I have been blessed by knowing people, only a few, who
come at least mightily close to achieving that complete goal. I keep them in my
heart and mind every day as an inspiration.
Now I
might complain about how many obstacles stand in my way, or I may choose to do
my best to overcome those obstacles. Most of us are dedicated to wealth, fame,
and a long life. The Stoic is dedicated to understanding, character, and a good
life. Each of us can channel all that energy committed to externals, and
redirect it to internals. The choice is right here, right now. Then, we would
have far fewer important people, but far more decent people.
Simplicity?
Less is more, not because less is itself better, but because life needs no more
than what Nature provides.
Free
from perturbations? Worry only about what is within my power, and never about
what is beyond it. Nature manages the rest.
Without
being hurt by external things? As a being of reason, choice, and action, I will
only harm myself by abusing my reason, choice, and action.
Kindly
disposed towards all? There is never a reason to hate anyone or anything. There
is only a reason to correct my own hatred for anyone or anything.
Written in 12/2005
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