What do you remember? More specifically, how do you choose, daily, what is most present, persistent and generative in your active memory? What do you think about the most, revisit the most, ruminate upon the most, and thus live out the most?
There is a lot of suffering in the world, and while being highly intelligent can be useful in finding certain kinds of success, it is, to me, quite often little more than a persistent fuel for the fires of depression, anxiety and excessive rumination. I liken the modern world as something not too dissimilar, in effect. Beyond simply having a high IQ, we have to strive for the elusive notion of wisdom.
Maybe it’s just that time of year again, but I find that existential curiosities abound in the darker, shorter days of wintertime. I look at the world, and see that the majority of the dominant species seem intent on self-termination, while an increasingly awake and aware collective is emerging that might save us all from ourselves. I wonder, where do I fit in to all this? Why am I here? Who am I… really?