I'm going to discuss one of the hardest topics for me to take to heart myself. Perhaps it’s because I was raised in an agnostic-ish environment. Perhaps it’s because I tend to worry about money more than other things. Perhaps I’m just a stubborn ass (like many of us tend to be). In any case, it’s very hard for most of us to set our minds on the higher things in life. Across world religions, cultures, and philosophies, we’ve pretty much all been taught by old wise guys with crazy-long beards since the beginning of time to not get tangled up in worldly affairs, money, ice cream, sex, and all that fun stuff. Instead, we’re told to look to bolder and better, more transcendent things—wisdom, virtue, love, and the like—and trust that the acquisition of these nobler things will ultimately facilitate and lead to the fulfillment of our miserable earthly existence and the natural increase of our fleshy essentials.
If that sounds ridiculous and hard to do, you’re in the vast majority, likely sitting right next to me on the dunce bench. Here’s an example. For those of you who are looking for love, you may have noticed that often the least effective and most embarrassing way to find it is to go looking for it. This might be a little different today with online dating and whatnot, but in the recent past if you wanted to meet someone (beyond a quick and casual encounter) going down to the bar might be the worst way to find what you’re looking for. In fact, the best way to meet people that you’ll really get along with and share common social values and cultural bonds with is to simply do what you enjoy doing in a social setting. If you like to play tennis, then go play tennis with other sweaty tennis-y folks. If you like playing role playing games, then go down to the local nerd cave and do so with your fellow neck-beards (and beard-ettes). If you’re into the music scene, then go to music shows with other wily musician folks. And, so on and so forth.
My philosophical guess is that most of the things we seek—be it money, success, comfort, companionship, etc.—we often seek with reckless abandon, and we usually do so with the wrong motivation. We scramble for money out of fear of poverty, we claw up the corporate ladder out of blind ambition, we look for a partner out of indiscriminate lust, and so forth. Before you get all twisted up in the pants, saying, “Speak for yourself! I just want real love and a good job,” understand that I’m making some broad strokes here, and that even if you don’t fall into these psychological traps often, we all do them from time to time. If you can find me someone that’s never made a bad choice out of fear or done something stupid out of thoughtless ambition or desire, then we also need to talk about this fantastically huge steel tower I own in France that I can’t wait to sell you.
One of those ancient, bearded wise guys, Socrates, once said, “Man must rise above the Earth, for only thus will he fully understand the world in which he lives.” Think of the ants in the ant farm. Do they know what goes on outside their little plastic walls while they focus only on digging through the dirt? A certain Jewish carpenter from antiquity, by the name of Jesus, that you may have heard of, later said, “Do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing? Can any of you by worrying add a single hour to your span of life?” He went on to point out how the birds flit around doing their bird-business, singing their songs and pooping on stuff, not storing up food or worrying about what they’ll do tomorrow, but are still pretty well taken care of by nature (last I checked the pileup on the hood of my car, there was no shortage of birds). How many times have you spend so much time worrying about this or that legitimately worrisome thing, then looked back on the time you spent worrying and realized that you missed a whole bunch of things that happened while you did?
Despite our inherent need for security, to set things up in a way that we don’t have to worry about them or pay them any mind, life is a constant struggle. Yes, it’s a struggle to survive, in a way. But, for many, it’s also a struggle to apply our rationality in productive and healthy ways to grow ourselves and enjoy the one life we’ve been given by chance, by choice, by God, or whatever you happen to believe. So, try not to worry about the little things—the pocket change, the daily chores, the sweaty mate-animal next to you. Tend to those things like you should—use your hard-earned money wisely, go to work and be a functional member of society, love your spouse and let them know regularly. But, all the while, look upward to bigger and bolder things. And, above all, don’t let the worry rot your guts out, because it will happen easily before you know it.