If
the things do not come to you, the pursuits and avoidances of which disturb
you, still in a manner you go to them.
Let
then your judgment about them be at rest, and they will remain quiet, and you
will not be seen either pursuing or avoiding.
—Marcus
Aurelius, Meditations, Book 11.11 (tr
Long)
“I do my best to avoid seeking the
wrong things in my life, and I do my best to stay clear of all the bad
influences around me. Still, they frustrate me, and they make me angry, and
they make me sad.”
When I say something like that to
myself, I am still very much in the sway of such powers. I may have insisted that
I will not choose to do evil, and I may be firm that I will not allow evil to
lead me astray. Nevertheless, I allow them to have quite a hold on me. I am
perhaps managing the outside, even as I am eating myself away on the inside.
The younger me was quite ready to
desire many of the wrong things, and to run from many of the right things. Only
hard experience, years of the same old mistakes over and over again, began to
help me get it into my thick skull that I had to radically change the way I
lived.
The discipline of the doing,
however, ran ahead of the discipline of the thinking. The older me began, in small
ways, to control how I reacted to certain circumstances, but I would still find
myself full of resentment and despair about it all. I knew I had to do things differently, all the while
forgetting that this meant nothing if I didn’t change my own standards of
judgment.
“Stop running after achievements
that provide only money, power, or fame!” That’s a wonderful rule of life. It
becomes meaningless if I still want those things within me.
“Stop asking to be accepted by just anyone
at all, following all the wrong friends, and falling hopelessly in love with questionable
women just because they give you the time of day!” That’s a good piece of
advice. It becomes meaningless if I continue to bemoan their loss within me.
“Stop numbing your senses to life
because something hurts, and begin to make something of yourself, and for
yourself, regardless of what may happen!” That’s quite a healthy approach. It
becomes meaningless if I only grit my teeth at the hurt, and don’t transform it
into something else within me.
I will only find rest when my soul
is at peace, and my soul will only be at peace through a rebuilding of how I
distinguish good from bad, right from wrong. Only then will I actually stop caring about possessions, or status, or
gratification.
I will not be frustrated, or angry,
or sad if I stop allowing such impressions to be important in my very values,
at the root of my conscience. The actions must follow from the estimation. Then
there is rest, and then there is peace.
Written in 4/2009
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