
"Those who surrender freedom
for security will not have,
nor do they deserve, either one."
— Thomas Jefferson
I think there are a lot of people out there who would nod their heads in agreement with this quote if we were having a political discussion about the Bush administration and our post 9/11 American culture.
But how many of those same people could see that it applies to their own, daily, mundane lives?
As soon as we start dissecting how we all gladly hand over freedom for security and status and comfort, our defenses go up. We start making excuses. We fall back on old ways of thinking. We crawl into our little boxes and pull the lids over our heads.
For fear.
Fear is a powerful motivator, and the current culture in which we live is all about selling you a product based on your most basic fears.
The most subtle selling is all about the kind of life you live. We are sold marriage/children/house/two cars/life insurance/health insurance/retirement fund from the time we are quite small. By the time we are in college, most of us cannot see past this paradigm.
Then quite suddenly, we are in our late twenties or thirties wondering how the hell we became so unhappy, so burdened by obligations and responsibilities, so very far from our dreams and heart's desires.
The defenses go back up and we cower from the sun-intense light that our true dreams shine into the shadows of our Quiet Desperation sorts of lives.
There's a reason the tag line for this site is Be Brave; Choose Bliss. This is hard stuff. It's much easier to crawl back into that box.
But for some of us, our dreams will poke and prod and create a hunger that is so intense that the box simply falls apart.
For the lucky among us.
Perhaps my question yesterday made you uncomfortable? Then perhaps your box is starting to crumble, cave, warp -- letting in some of that light.
You are, perhaps, starting to think that security and status are not...fun. There must be more to life than the chase.
"Security" and "status" and "comfort" come in all sorts of disguises. It is not necessarily a giant bank account.
If you got that giant bank account absolutely doing what you love than you have not given up your freedom.
To start dissecting if you have given up your Freedom, here are some questions to ponder. Watch out for "excuse making." Try to dive beyond the excuse and see if it is real or something you've been told about life that no longer works for you.
And let me note: Sometimes we are caught in choices we made earlier in life. That is how it is. Consequences for choices made in less than full consciousness can go on for a very long time. There is no simple solution, no happy thought that will get you out of these. Usually only time and hard work will do that.
Do you work at a job solely for money? (REFER BACK TO PURPLE NOTE DIRECTLY ABOVE if you immediately launch into "But I have children..." or any such statement.)
Do you work a soul-killing job because you like the "perks?"
Do you work for a second car? Do you work for more square footage? Do you work for expensive clothes, shoes, accessories?
Does your work in any way limit your time with the people you love? Why are you allowing this?
Do you work for titles?
Do you do work for ego fulfillment? Do you work so other people will see you as a "good person?"
Do you work for a retirement that may never come?
Are you postponing your life until a certain age?
Do you label things as "necessity" that are really Luxury?Whether you believe in reincarnation or not, this is the only life you know you get. Live it well. Live it brave. You must be yourself and not someone else's version of you.
For what have you exchanged your freedom?
Were the rates good enough?
(Photo Credit: Christine C. Reed, Heirloom rose, 2009)

8 comments:
I think it's something everyone struggles with - for me, I don't care about cars (don't have one) or lots of space (husband and I live in 500 sq feet) - so status is not the issue.
My definition of comfort is rooted around happiness and having a roof over my head in a place in town i like to live, but, obviously, if i am ok with 500 sq feet, my comfort is probably different than many people's.
But security - ah, that's a tough one - my fear is rooted around health and being able to afford health - I have had more health problems in the last 6 years than I care to count and, while none have been horrific and life-threatening, they have been very draining in the aggregate - emotionally, physically and financially.
And they have really really made me aware of how important having access to health care (both conventional and naturopathic) without risking bankruptcy. I am lucky in that I really like my current job and I can honestly answer my naturopath when she asked me if my job is making me sick that no, this job is not making me sick (the last two jobs, yes, those made me sick in a lot of ways, but that's why i dont work there anymore) - but my need for security is rooted around having health insurance and enough income for health.
I guess to me big houses and cars are luxuries - but good health is a necessity. Yet that necessity is also intertwined in fear. It's not a fear I am willing to attack yet either, especially as I am currently in the midst of treatment - but it's something I think about often.
I answered the questions on my blog today...again feeling more attuned to me...thanks :-)
I really enjoyed reading thsi post. It reminded me of my yoga class last night (which I will blog about), where we focused on the heart chakra. As I breathed in I focused on being worthy, and as I exhaled I breathed out jealousy. I think so much of our insecurities come from jealousy we have towards one another, and in this culture especially when it comes to material items. It is sad jealousy has become such a common learned behavior. I don't believe it is just an emotion anymore.
If I go back to the four stages of life (India), I see the student, the householder, the retired person, and finally the ascetic (sannyasin or sadhu).
If you are in the age of the householder, I would expect it is normal for you to be involved in the world in a variety of ways.
I am retired and frankly it's getting easier and easier to let go of many 'unimportant' things because I have energy for fewer things, hence I have to choose.
For instance, I'm reading your blog instead of watching TV :-)
Of course, you have young Indians who want to go straight to the sannyasi level. However, as my yoga teacher taught me in Delhi years ago, it takes at least 12 years to become a 'yogi.'
This man also told me I would be on the path to 'enlightenment' the day I can stay with one thought for a minute...
I'm not there yet.
I love your blog. I just find that you're a bit hard on yourself :-)
Thanks. I needed this today.
I left the security of a government job 5 years ago to join a non-profit organization I was passionate about. All of my colleagues thought I was nuts to give up a good-paying government job with all of its perks. But when I run into them now, most of them can tell me exactly how many years, months, and days they have to work before their retirement. I just couldn't live like that anymore.
But now, I'm thinking that even the non-profit job (that I love) is not taking me close enough to the heart of my passion, so I may need to take another leap.
Thank you for posing these questions. They are TOUGH ones... but good for me to reflect on and think about. I'll report back ;)
City Girl, Don't be too hard on yourself about this. health care is a delicate issue. And remember, the key in this is: are you NOT LIVING the life you want because of fear or are you pretty darn close and still working on it?
Sarah, I LOVE this idea that jealousy is no longer an emotion in our culture but a learned behavior. That is SO TRUE. Our entire consumer culture is based on jealousy and LUST (and of course, greed and gluttony and sloth...).
Claire, Hmmm. I don't think I'm hard on myself (but then Marcy would just LAUGH at that), but I AM very curious, very much seeking at all times.
The householder -- yep, nothing wrong with that at all. My point is more about HOW we do it than IF. I love my material, physical life, but I will not give up my heart for a different, larger, more expensive version. I'm certainly no ascetic! :) I like glitter WAY TOO MUCH! :)
Heather, What an exciting time you are in -- realizing that you have another leap ahead of you. I would love to hear more.
Carolyn, I will keep my eye on your blog and see if you share any answers! :)
I'm late commenting on this because I've been offline a lot over the last couple of weeks. (Connection problems etc.)
Someone once encouraged me to work out my average hourly rate of earning after tax had been taken into account. And then every time I thought of making a purchase, I was to ask myself "Is this worth working three hours (or whatever) to get?". It's a useful exercise in priorities.
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