June 4th, 2013

A few years ago I was listening to the story of Rip Van Winkle. The time was the last half of the 18th century in which changes were enormous as it was before and after the Revolutionary War. Thinking of this made me more cognizant of the changes in the world in my life. Although I have not been asleep, I can see that things have changed in front of me and things are changing all around me.

My children’s world is not my world, their children’s world will be different from their own.

A different world in every way, not just technology, not just society, not just morality, not even the meaning of life and on and on infinitum. Here I go with what can be interpreted as preaching or lecturing but that is not what I mean this to be. It’s just that I want to share my insights gained from observations through the years.

A sense of one’s own worth is discovered not only from going inside but also from examining the world around us.

Sometimes we let ourselves be defined by the roles we are given or by our relationship with the universe. Although we can escape these stereotypes they actually are part of who we are and they change, sometimes slowly through the ages; sometimes so quickly we can’t keep up. From the time of the invention of the wheel and even before with the use of tools, these things have become extensions of ourselves.

Escape is more than looking outside a box that holds us inside.  It means redefinition and commitment and much soul searching. Going back to Rip Van Winkle, he was the same person when he woke up as when he went to sleep, but the world had changed. Did he realize that he had to change as well?