Starving With Abundance
Each morning and each evening while sitting to catch the beginning and ending of each day in the Philippines, I got to see these women gather. In the morning they stopped to rest as they made their way to the various beach resorts hoping for a day in which they would sell more of their tourism products, hoping that another batch from the cities or other countries would want to buy yet another tee-shirt proclaiming they had “been there” and “done that” to the world who stayed behind. In the evenings they took more time to rest and tell each other of the successes and of their families that waited for their return.
Sometimes, perhaps way too often, we get caught up in bigger dramas and miss the ordinariness of living. We miss out on how that ordinariness is at the centre of everything. Without the centre being secure, we would never find ourselves roaming the universes of philosophy, psychology, and theology.
“When life is lived in accord with psyche’s intent, we experience inner harmony, supportive energy, feeling confirmation, and we experience our lives as meaningful. When we, or the world, violate the intent of psyche, we suffer symptoms, we pathologize on personal or collective bases.
If the images presented to us by our culture in fact feed the soul, we would not hunger so much. If they linked us to the divine realm, connected us in compelling ways to our tribe, or buttressed our spirits on this perilous journey, we would not be so hungry, would not have to turn to trivializing pursuits as casinos and mega-churches. whose Sunday extravaganzas are more often choreographed show business than humbling engagement with the mystery of being.
We are the most affluent culture in history, the most gifted with material abundance, and we are starving. (Hollis, What Matters Most, p. 39)
Listening to Hollis’ words I am left at a loss for words. It is time to sit still with this for me.