I am pursuing a Coaching certification, which includes life, somatic, and executive coaching. I am gaining many insights. More importantly, I am beginning to see things with new eyes. I recently read an article about the Crisis of the Western Mind that talks about capitalism as pushing for more growth and profit, causing us to be more disconnected with the world around us. Only pursuing the things that will be good for an individual versus a community. Not looking at the long term effects of this "progress" but the short-term gain of profit.
I see this happening in how we choose to live and where we choose to live. The bigger the house, the bigger the security system is to keep intruders out and the bigger the fence and shrubs to keep the neighbors out of our business. We are living in isolation or islands every day. We drive cars that have more room to buffer us from the world and spend hours on computers in isolation before we drive home in isolation to eat dinner in our big houses watching TV. I now have some context to put to my wanderings of emptiness that I feel and see in others.
Communities are where the true happiness lies. When I spontaneously knock on my neighbor's door and he on mine, we share a common understanding that community is better than isolation. We help each other when the other is out of town, and share drinks out on our back decks. I feel lucky to have a community of people who want to be around people. Who are not afraid of the neighbors, but who embrace them for all of their quirkiness.
My question is, "Did the uni-bomber have a community?"
I see this happening in how we choose to live and where we choose to live. The bigger the house, the bigger the security system is to keep intruders out and the bigger the fence and shrubs to keep the neighbors out of our business. We are living in isolation or islands every day. We drive cars that have more room to buffer us from the world and spend hours on computers in isolation before we drive home in isolation to eat dinner in our big houses watching TV. I now have some context to put to my wanderings of emptiness that I feel and see in others.
Communities are where the true happiness lies. When I spontaneously knock on my neighbor's door and he on mine, we share a common understanding that community is better than isolation. We help each other when the other is out of town, and share drinks out on our back decks. I feel lucky to have a community of people who want to be around people. Who are not afraid of the neighbors, but who embrace them for all of their quirkiness.
My question is, "Did the uni-bomber have a community?"
