A thought that occured while at the sink

I was standing at the sink, a moment ago sometime in the past––which is ironic because this moment was but a moment ago––when it occurred to me in reflection the meaning of all of which I have thought. I was standing washing dishes, reflecting on my conversation with another about what it means to and how we ought to live, when it dawned on me the difference between reflecting and living. Precisely, I was thinking about the importance of being and living in the process of becoming when in the state of a particular point in the process of becoming; wherein, regardless of what the end goal is of this process, if one is not completely and wholly owning oneself at a particular point in the process, they will never progress in that process. Example: if one does not let oneself be a teenager, in all of what teenagehood might entail––regardless of whether or not it might be “immature” (whatever that means in teenage years)-–then one will never progress to post-teenage years; “tween-hood”, wherein one realizes what it is one lived for in teenage years is really not worth living for now. In the same way, if in my reflection I realize that my present point in immediacy is but a point in a process that will eventually lead to a result other than that which I have now, it will all be of no consequence unless I let myself be in the point I am at now. It might even be immoral, if not at least comical, if I don’t! Is there not something peculiar, if not peevishly wrong, about a parent trying to force their toddler to act like a grown up when they’re only a child? Or in expecting them to have the responsibility of a “teen” when they are only a “tween”? Our authenticity is only existent in relation to our own personal immediate context––and this particularly so when in regard to the religious. If we are not allowed our own state in a certain particular point on the path of becoming than we will never become that which is our final result on the path of becoming. Is this not so?

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