What is it that makes me get up every morning and face another day with grace and optimism? Numerous superficial trivialities jump up at me vying for recognition. Peering over the top of my computer screen, I consider the question of my greatest passion.
My mind is hectic, embracing all kinds of ideas. It likes to embrace the world of magic. By this I mean those borderline, improbable concepts which might just be true. Luckily I am blessed with some out-there friends, ex-flower children of the sixties and seventies who enjoy banter as a means of exploration.
My passion is life. People live in such diverse ways in terms of clothes, food, beliefs, etc. The ones who interest me are those rare and wonderful souls who find peace and contentment. The old adage centred on self-mastery hooks me every time. Einstein, too, searched philosophy and physics.
To me philosophy, physics and spirituality form a triangle of existence. They interact in ways we cannot fully comprehend, opening doors to realities in our consciousness that we are yet to understand. My friends and I often end up in this triangle. We enjoy it.
Time flies as we grace one subject, exhaust it and venture to a new space. This gives us the unique opportunity to deeply share our own innate wisdom. Nothing is static, so at times I find the need to reconsider an old belief system when a better possibility comes along.
Finding one's truth, examining one's life in the pursuit of happiness and peace is a valuable and enjoyable past time. As we mature it is expected that we become wiser and able to lead by example. But do we all mature? Is mature even the right way of expressing this concept?
To me maturity may not be related to biological age in the way it is commonly accepted in our society. I have met children with more grace and composure than fifty year olds. Sometimes they ask simple but deeply thought-provoking questions. My son from a young age often asked, "Why are you doing it that way?"
At first I probably tried to fob it off, but he never gave up on me. In time I appreciated the gentle and loving reminder to look at myself, examine my beliefs and choose actively not to function in the robotic over-drive or automatic mode many people find themselves in.
I think the responsibility to live a true and just life rests with each individual. To do this well one needs to get to know oneself deeply, accepting the good, bad and ugly. It flows so that we can all change. Our world needs a new wave of visionaries, men and women who are not lost in our fast, consumerist world.
Our core humanity that links us all together has now separated us from each other, and we no longer hold hands the way we did in earlier times. When we know our truth and follow it, our example will inspire others to begin their very own and private quest.
Our lovely little green and blue planet can indeed become the utopia we desire with introspection, community and good will.
Author of "Schicksal"
Merima Jackson is a physiotherapist with more than three decades of experience in rehabilitation, critical care, and community health. She is intrigued by recovery, health and spirituality. The author is married, has three children and lives in Sunbury, Australia.
By Merima Jackson