keskiviikko 11. maaliskuuta 2009

Things on the bottom of the list

Life is full of lists and rankings which help you to sort out you life priorities. With the help of these lists and rankings you can define yourself, find a meaning and place for yourself. Socially you might feel that it's important that you know who you are, and that you can find yourself from the right spot. "I am a police officer so I have an important job". "I have friends in high places so I am important too". "I am fat so I have failed to stay healthy". "I am..."

Do you need help to define yourself as a person? Write a list of all the things in your life; work, money, love, friends, health and so on and rank them. Rank every single bit of your life. If you feel like it, rank your friends, family, food and even your clothing to get to the bottom of it. Then... perhaps the things on top of your list do not define you as person but the things on the bottom. Things you've listed on the bottom, the little things, which are about to drop off from your table of life as other bigger things are filling up your life might be the things that really define you as a person. Or are the things on the bottom of your list the dark, scary things that you list on the bottom everytime eventhough other things in the list change?

But is it the same how you define yourself as a person and how others define you? Would you like to know how you are defined by others and would it matter? If you are a good and honest person, does it give you a place on the top of the list or on the bottom?

Think of the single most important thing that defines you as a person... height, weight, looks, health, character, sexuality, family, friends, work... and think what you would be without it. Does one single thing define you and are you dependent on that? And... is that a good thing?

Who says we have to find our own place and that we have to be able to define ourselves as a person? Who says we are not important unless we have a meaning or a definition? And if we want to be free, do we have to be without a meaning, without a definition... no time, no place? And... how do we get there?

No, my priorities are just fine, thank you. I have already found my unessential definition. Have you?