“Man is a perpetually wanting animal.” ~ Abraham Maslow
Wanting appears to be the natural-born human condition. From wanting to be fed or changed to wanting a bigger home or world travel and all those decades between, wanting seems to drive and dominate our societal structure far more than love.
Thinking about wanting in different ways is challenging for me, the ego slips in and says hello, let’s go get those shoes we don’t need or that dress we don’t need or that lunch out we don’t need – all unaffordably on credit that cannot last forever – just to make myself feel better. It never works.
Wanting to feel better without needing props seems more pure, genuine and real. When I was a child and we “wanted” too much, we were told to go outside and play. That’s what I should be doing now. Going outside to play, look at the baby greening of spring leaves, watch the children who are finally able to run free of snowsuits and heavy boots. Seeing the shapes in the clouds as they drift by changing the skyscape of spring dawning.
Many gadgets and people in the world incessantly want our attention. Especially online. The online world is a place of wants that never cease. Beep, beep, beep. Reminds me of driving some days – all that beeping and honking at each other and no way to escape it. Like vehicular traffic, the snarls increase but the lines are no wider to get through to what really matters.
What many consider social connection sits in my heart like a huge disconnect of noodling wires all reaching for a place to belong, a tired, overwhelmed place where someone, anybody will care about a whole lot of nothing at all. There are even bloggers who never blog but simply reblog and I have to ask myself what are they doing, what is it they really want…
Where has the heartful intent gone? If blogging is to be truly meaningful for me, I must tear rents in my psyche and loose it on the page for readers to feel what I mean. Otherwise, I might well write about those new shoes, a new dress or write just to make myself feel better. And that is all okay. As long as the intention is pure and we follow up on our pure intent which would, in that case, render my purpose as fashion and accessories or personal healing and growth or…
Some favorite blogs of mine include photography and art. Not only do they lift me to a mini mental vacation from writing or reading, there is so much beautiful talent out there to enjoy, I visit just for the visual pleasure. But I cannot fathom sitting down to enjoy reading a mish-mash of reblogs that have no purpose or relation to one another.
If we are not clear in our intent and purpose of being online and what it is we want to share, we may end up losing the interest of others and even our own motivation to continue. We may find ourselves caught up in the rut of ego driven bids for attention, just one among billions of three-year-olds pressing at our ankles, saying “I want, I want, I want…”
A fortunate soldier am I in these great yearning for meaning times we are all living together. I don’t yearn for much. Pressing on, I want to share a mere kernel of value, a note of love – a connection – with just one person who feels better for my being.
Needs are another story far from wants. Maslow has that territory covered already.
Every day I still tell myself: I am one of the lucky ones.
“As humans I believe what we say, do and our pure intent brings the meaning to meaningful.”
What are your wants in this great big old world of ours?