Take
pleasure in one thing and rest in it, in passing from one social act to another
social act, thinking of God.
—Marcus
Aurelius, Meditations, Book 6 (tr
Long)
The goals I set for myself in this
life will reveal most everything about who I truly am. Where there is merely a
disjointed catalog of achievements, subject to change as the circumstances move around, there is only confusion and a want of gratification. Where there is
constancy, an unwavering attention to what is pure and simple, there is a
sincere commitment to character.
I should be rightly concerned when
my life begins to take on the appearance of a shopping list. Attend fancy
school. Get good grades. Acquire prestigious job. Build financial security. Hold
auditions for compatible sexual partner. Develop social network. Adjust mix of
priorities as conditions demand.
I should be equally concerned when
my sense of what is important essentially shifts with what is popular and
fashionable at the moment. I have noticed how certain phrases become
temptations for a slide into relativism. It all needs to be modern, relevant,
cutting-edge, up-to-date, a blueprint for the next generation.
Now by all means, I may prefer this
sort of lifestyle to that, and I may wish to apply what is true and good to the
particular mood of the moment. Yet once I lose sight of one guiding principle, universal
and subject to no terms or conditions, I have strayed from the path.
Happiness in this life is measured
only by the depth of my virtue, treating everyone I encounter with justice and
respect, in constant harmony with the order of Providence.
The rest will come and go, rise and
fall, but there is the root of contentment. One. Simple. Unchanging. There I
can find joy, because joy proceeds from what is complete, lacking in nothing.
Simply as a reflective exercise, but
also curious about the results, I once asked a group of graduating college
seniors to informally jot down their life goals, their priorities for the
future. Most began scribbling furiously, some moving on to a second page quite
quickly. They were also quite keen to share their many hopes and dreams with
others. There were exciting careers, trips to exotic places, complex plans, and
eccentric bucket lists.
Eventually one student, precisely
the one I suspected would do so, made a wry comment. “Don’t any of you care
about being a decent human being?” A silence fell over the room, and then
almost every person wrote down another phrase. When I looked the notes over
later, most had “be a good person” crammed into the margins, or listed somewhere
after skydiving and seeing a favorite sports team win a title.
I may want to become a rocket
scientist, but it takes no rocket science to follow a moral compass in all
things.
Written in 1/2014
IMAGE: According to The Daily Mail, this is how young Britons prioritized their lives in 2013. Apparently the average age of contentment, when most of these goals were expected to be achieved, is 37. The survey was commissioned by a brand of deodorant.
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