Monday, November 23, 2009

Satisfaction...

Step away from that hairbrush! It doesn't matter how much you pout those lips, you're never going to be Mick Jagger, so just let it go already...

Been thinking a lot about satisfaction of late.

I tend to lack it quite a bit and have been wondering why that is and whether that's a good thing or a bad thing.

If asked the question, "Are you satisfied with your life?" I would probably have to say that I am. Well, I'm satisfied with the big picture. I live in a great country (on the whole, let's face it Australia is a pretty good place to live), I have a nice home, a loving husband, four fantastic kids. I have plenty of friends and my social life isn't too bad (for a mum of four kids). I'm able to be at home and study (when I can get my act together). Life's good.

And yet, I quite often feel a niggling sense of dissatisfaction.

This could be because our society is set up to encourage us to be on the constant look out for the next "big thing". From a very young age, we're taught to seek bigger and better. We're taught that the simple life is all good and well for monks on Peruvian mounts, but in the "real world", if you want to be truly satisfied with life you must have the latest "new thing"...

I think though, maybe that is too easy a thing to blame for lack of satisfaction. It might even be possible that the whole concept of "being satisfied" is all wrong. Do we really need to be satisfied, or is that just the carrot that is dangled in front of us to prompt us to keep buying or seeking the products and services our Western world wants to sell us?

Buddhism promises freedom from that gnawing sense of dissatifaction, but I have to ask myself, do I really want to NOT want? And is wanting to not want, wanting in itself. Hmmmmm... I'm sure a Buddhist or two will be along shortly to explain to me how I've completely misunderstood the whole Buddhist philosophy... In the mean time...

Maybe dissatisfaction is what has caused the world to turn all these millenia. Dissatisfaction is what got humans to get up every morning and hunt or forage for food. Dissatisfaction was at the root of discovering fire, inventing the wheel, and landing on the moon...

If I was completely satisfied, I would probably just lay down and die, I think.

So, that gnawing feeling in the pit of my stomach might just be the essence of life, right?

2 comments:

Juniper said...

annoyed my comment didn't work!

think I need to discuss IRL, can't remember my eloquent (?) words to type out again LOL!

Stitch Sista said...

I'm a dreamer and a hoper, and probably most of what I dream and hope will never happen - but I am fairly satisfied in life...I think dreams are important!

I would still love to master living and loving the present though.

Teenagers and the failing parent...