Sorry, folks, I’m in an existential angst mood today, perhaps even an existential crisis mood. I’m feeling like a phony, if only in the sense that my day-to-day existence feels inauthentic. But by inauthentic,
what do I actually mean? Well, I’ve been feeling for a while now that the life I lead doesn’t accord terribly well with my values and the discord has been rubbing my spirit raw.
I value nature: I live in the heart of NYC. I value contemplation: I choose to have CNN or MSNBC (or All My Children) droning in my ear all day long to keep me company while I work. I value compassion: I brush past people on the street I see crying or downtrodden, and rarely stop to ask how I can help.
Survival mechanism? Sure. In a city of eight million, a certain amount of armor is only practical. Compassion must be capped off somewhere in the endless stream of the needy. And escapism is both necessary and understandable, no matter where you live. But in the long run, it’s killing me by inches.
I see it in the unhealthful comforts I offer myself, like too many sweets or too many hours drifting in front of mindless television, or with my head buried in fluffy beach-reads. I see it in dreams left un-pursued, like the novels that remain unwritten or the hobbies I drop before I even sign up for classes.
So it occurred to me to wonder: Is it unethical to treat this sacred and fragile life I’ve been given with such callous disregard?
I’ve been thinking about it more lately, as a number of the ones I love most dearly have developed life-threatening illnesses, and I myself have hit a new demographic with my thirty-fifth birthday. Gray hairs and midlife crises may be nothing new, but to me, they’re bringing up big questions, like, if I owe society a certain type of moral behavior, do I not owe myself as much?
I may not be able to pick up and move to la-la land (especially not in the midst of an economic crisis) to fulfill my spiritual needs, but surely something should be done, perhaps on a smaller scale, and perhaps piecemeal. Were I the guardian of someone else’s life, I wouldn’t treat it the way I am treating my own. I’d feel obliged to make something special of it, treat its body and its spirit with respect, like a gracious host should.
I guess it goes back to that old ‘body as a temple’ thing. And perhaps if I came from some particular religious tradition, there’d be some specific guidance there about self-care and right living. As a spiritual orphan, I only have my wits and my loved ones to guide me.
For today, I’ll just throw the question out there: Do you feel you owe yourself the “golden rule” treatment? Is it only ethical to “do unto yourself as you would do unto others”?
posted July 8, 2009 at 2:06 pm
Whether one is a conscious existentialist or not, living according to one’s internal code has always been a rather sticky matter – for most, I suspect – whether one bought that code from one’s family members, an institution, or whether one grew it more organically, piece-meal, over the course of one’s life and interactions with the world. I have a number of very lovely and grand ideas for personal development, all of which I cling to passionately, but the occasions on which these ideas win out in practice over 3 hours of playing Fallout could be numbered on one finger. It’s often made me wonder, cynically, if ideas of this ilk are actually more akin to the external pressures against which “authenticity” is supposed to fight, and not really what we want, deep down…wherever and whatever “deep down” is supposed to be. Perhaps our true natures are essentially defined by sloth – or efficiency, if you like. Except, of course, that living in this way has made me more miserable than not. Even when I don’t focus on the fact that I’m not living as I “should.” The mindless indulgences never quite sate as I would like. But still – somehow I have to wonder about the whole idea of “authenticity” as a valid concept. Can we really believe that these private, intimate ideas of what we truly believe when the lights are out and no one is watching REALLY came from “us,” without any input from the outside world. Perhaps external influences strongly shape these internal beliefs…as strongly as this “self” in which we place so much importance. It may ultimately be an “inauthentic” way to look at ourselves, the world and our resulting ideas. On the other hand…I don’t know any other way to think about these things except in relation to making this “self” the main responsible party. All I know is…I agree – you must at least afford yourself the care you would afford another. If the universal code we are supposed to adopt is to treat another as we would like to be treated – the tacit assumption is that we would like to be treated well. Which means, if you believe this code, that we must be WORTH treating well.
posted July 8, 2009 at 2:22 pm
I like the “navel-gazing” tag. I love that expression and no one ever uses it anymore. Made me laugh. It also made me laugh to read thirty-five and midlife crises in the same sentence. (While it may quite literally be the middle of your life, most people don’t talk about having a “midlife crisis” until 45-50, so you’re ahead of the game. I think most women experience it more as they reach menopause or when old age is actually imminent. But heck, maybe you’ll figure it out before your peers, too!) What didn’t make me laugh, but actually made me a little angry was your use of the word inauthentic. While I agree that one’s values and the way one leads his life obviously do not always coincide and should more often, I don’t believe that means one is leading an “inauthentic life.” I understand, of course, that some existentialist thinkers believe that a man is responsible for his actions and is defined by his actions (which are based on his values), but that makes me think more about responsibility than anything else. Are we not all somehow responsible for being kind to those around us? For putting the feelings of others before our own? Is it not the stop one makes to see if a woman crying in the street needs help that makes one a kind person? Because I don’t think worrying about oneself makes one very kind at all. It’s all well and good to think about ourselves first (and we must in the case of needs–water, food, etc.), but it seems awfully selfish to put our wants ahead of everyone else’s. I don’t think it is inauthentic to take into account the wants of our children, our wives/husbands, our animals, our friends, our families and make choices that make both ourselves and them happy. Is compromise inauthentic? Of course, turning off the television for a few hours a day, isn’t hurting anyone (in fact it’s probably helping everyone AND the environment), and but I actually think the whole idea these days of putting our own wants before those of anyone else is counterintuitive (and that’s where you know I’m not an existentialist.) What about compromise? That’s not to say that I don’t struggle with this sort of things, too. For me I often feel tired of pretending to be happy when I’m not. Recently I gave in to feeling sad and letting my friends in on it, but it hasn’t helped. I feel better when I “act as if” I am happy than I do when I am authentic about my feelings of sadness.
posted July 8, 2009 at 4:02 pm
My late mother was one of those people who was always putting her family ahead of her own wants and needs. The problem was, she seemed miserable half the time and we felt responsible. We would TELL her that she had a right to do what she wanted, too, and that it would make us happy to see HER happy, but she could not get to the point where she felt comfortable doing so. Shouldn’t others want for YOU to be who you truly are and pursue the dreams YOU feel are necessary to live an “authentic” life? Just as you wish this for them, they should reciprocate. It doesn’t mean be less compassionate or take off after your dreams while completely disregarding your other responsibilies. The problem with always attempting to please others and make them happy at all costs is that you find yourself surrounded with people/friends with whom you have little in common. They’re attracted to the person you’re pretending to be to keep them happy instead of who you TRULY are. That’s why so many people complain of feeling lonely, even in a crowd. Since I reached perimenopause, I have stopped saying “yes” to things unless it comes from my HEART. I don’t feel the need to please everyone anymore because I’ve spent my life trying to and you find that you will NEVER please everyone. So, you might as well please yourself. And perhaps it will lessen the guilt on those around you who really DO love you and are relieved to finally see you doing some of the things that make YOU happy.
posted July 9, 2009 at 5:43 pm
If you think about it, one of the reasons that we do not “do unto others” as we should is because we are judging them in some way as not worthy of our attention and/or because we feel jealous of them. This is why, I think, we are cautioned to love each other as we love ourselves: we really do need to love ourselves first; more particularly, we need to recognize that we, imperfect as we necessarily are, are worthy of love. Ironically, it is only from this confidence–that God loves us even though we rarely, if ever, live up to even our own ideals–that we are freed to love others as we should, not as rivals for love, but as sharers in love. Not taking proper care of ourselves is a sign that we do not love ourselves enough, for if we did, as you say, how could we possibly treat ourselves the way we so often do?
posted July 10, 2009 at 9:38 am
While I know I’m capable of being somewhat judgmental (and I’m working on being less so), I’m nowhere NEAR as hard on others as I am on MYSELF. I think many of us are like that. We do need to find as much compassion for our own faults and mistakes as we grant to others who have hurt or disappointed us. I think a lot of that stems from things we were told as children—at least I know my attitude comes from that.
posted July 10, 2009 at 2:27 pm
Gimme a break. It’s bad enough that I never hear words like “sin,” “vice,” and “virtue” in any context other than diet or exercise, and that fitness seems to be the top item in most people’s New Year resolutions. But linking them to the “authenticity” of one’s life? Enough already.
posted July 10, 2009 at 3:01 pm
I don’t quite understand why you have a problem with people having “fitness” as one of their top New Year’s resolutions, Marian. If you believe that God gave you this body, why would you NOT want to make it a priority to take care of it? I don’t think being overweight and out of shape is necessarily “authentic” either. And remember, Gluttony and Sloth ARE listed as “sins”.
posted July 11, 2009 at 9:10 am
I think Marian may be making a much larger point–or at least that’s what I derived from it–that is we’ve put too much emphasis in our society on diet and exercise (mostly for women) and use inappropriate language to shame people for their decisions in this regard. And, while I agree with Terri that there is nothing wrong with thinking of your body as temple and therefore treating it well, I don’t quite think that was Marian’s point. We–many women but not all–don’t treat our bodies as temples so much as we torture them to be skinny. And skinny doesn’t always equal healthy. The diet industry, and others that stand to make a fortune on our collective low self-esteem, use pretty heavy-duty language to get us to buy into their myths–sin and vice being two of them. (Virtuous being used to describe those who forbid themselves entirely of the things that give them pleasure.) This may be true when you’re talking about really damaging things, but to consider one who indulges in too much chocolate from time to time as a less than virtuous person based on that…Well..That’s silly. Everything in moderation! Treating our bodies as temples doesn’t have to mean only ONE outcome. If you are naturally skinny, but you eat properly and indulge yourself with treats from time to time, great. As long as you’re happy and healthy! But it shouldn’t be assumed that an overweight person is gluttonous or slothful. He/she may be very healthy in terms of the food he/she chooses and keeping up a high activity level. He/she may have better blood pressure or cholesterol than the model next door. It’s practically society’s last insult that isn’t taboo. And, ss it really inauthentic to just not worry about every bite you take and whether or not you did 30 minutes of exercise? And is it unethical if you don’t? This is, like the post about abortion, a complex issue, and probably one we can only judge from person to person. Believe it or not, some people may be fat AND healthy AND (get this) HAPPY and that may be authentic. This part of the discussion has certainly made me rethink the original post and the points Hillary was making, which had less to do wit what I’m talking about now and more about making in choices in ALL aspects life that make one happy and therefore able to bring others closer to happiness, too. Always put your own oxygen mask on before helping others with theirs.
posted July 11, 2009 at 1:57 pm
I agree whole-heartedly with you Emmabliss! But, I want to add that some religious institutions ALSO use guilt and shame to manipulate us into parting with our money. It’s ALWAYS authentic to use common sense before jumping into anything.
And just to clarify, I didn’t really mean to imply that someone who is simply overweight is slothful or gluttonous. I was actually referring to people who border on being morbidly obese, which is NOT healthy no matter HOW you try to put a “spin” on it. I prefer to see women AND men with a little “meat” on them; they look so much better than someone who is too thin.