How
can our principles become dead, unless the thoughts that correspond to them are
extinguished? But it is in your power continuously to fan these thoughts into a
flame.
I
can have that opinion about anything, which I ought to have. If I can, why am I
disturbed? The things that are external to my mind have no relation at all to
my mind.
Let
this be the state of your affects, and you may stand straight. To recover your
life is in your power. Look at things again as you used to look at them. For in
this consists the recovery of your life.
—Marcus
Aurelius, Meditations, Book 7 (tr
Long)
To think how often I have heard
people say that they can’t help but think a certain way, or that they have lost
their convictions, or that they can’t find the will for something. Yes, we may
feel tired, or discouraged, or disappointed, but while our feelings may come
and go, our thoughts and choices are strictly ours to control. They don’t
simply happen to us, but are rather things that we make happen.
One of the most frustrating examples
of this, I find, is when people engage in a romantic relationship, but then
suddenly say “I can’t help it, but I just don’t feel the same anymore.” Such a
statement is based on the false premise that love is only an emotion. Love
indeed expresses itself with very powerful feelings, but it is more than just a
feeling. Love is a choice, a commitment, and a promise. Love proceeds form our
thinking, which is always within our power.
If a fire within me is starting to
go out, I can always decide to fan the flames. Things will be what they are,
but how I judge about those things, how I choose to perceive them as being good
or bad for me, is entirely up to me. Nothing outside of me ever makes me think
as I do.
If I do not first estimate something
to be troubling, then I will not feel troubled. If I do not first consider
something to be harmful to me, then I will not feel harmed. If I can only
discover what is of benefit within any circumstance, I will always find a way
to improve myself.
I will fail to do this only when I
am convinced that my mind isn’t strong enough, or that my attitude is
unavoidable, or that the impressions things make must determine my own actions.
The mind, however, is not ruled by its own objects. It rises above them when it
considers them, and when it discerns value within them. It will only be as
capable or incapable of ruling its own judgments as it thinks itself to be. The
irony is that the mind only fails itself when it decides it will fail itself.
This is the root, I suspect, of all
most powerful human encouragement, and the source of recovering ourselves after
we have surrendered to the conditions that surround us. I can always stand up
again, I can always revive my own character and principles.
Now some people will tell me that I
can be whatever I want to be, and that I can achieve anything I set out to
achieve. I must add a distinctly Stoic clarification to such a claim. It will
most certainly not be within my power to make the world as I would like it,
though it is always within my power to make myself as I would like it. The true
greatness of any human achievement is never a mastery of circumstances, but a
mastery of the self within the face of circumstances.
Nature has made me so that I can be subject to my own reason, and she has made other human beings to be subject to their own reason, and she has made other things subject to their own principles, all under the absolute rule of Universal Reason. Each aspect will play its own part, and I can always be confident that my own part, rightly understood, is completely my own, and completely invincible.
Nature has made me so that I can be subject to my own reason, and she has made other human beings to be subject to their own reason, and she has made other things subject to their own principles, all under the absolute rule of Universal Reason. Each aspect will play its own part, and I can always be confident that my own part, rightly understood, is completely my own, and completely invincible.
Written in 8/2007
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