Sitting in a Sea of People

I was sitting at Union Station in Toronto in the midst of the commuter rush. The majority of people were dressed identically in blue/black suits (men and women). Black coats, black bags, hurrying off to work. As I sat on the train to get there, I listened to the people on their phone discussing moving assets here and there, rescheduling this meeting, making sure a certain person was considered, solving problems of all kinds.

The interesting thing was that it all sounded the same. Not only did all the conversations sound alike, I realized that they (we) have some version of these conversations every single day for years and years. These people have been commuting on this train every day perhaps for decades having similar conversations, solving similar challenges.

Even if they changed jobs and were interacting with different people, it all really seemed the same. (Btw, I don’t exclude myself from this group. I have no doubt that writers/teachers/philosophic folk have very similar conversations and problem-solving year after year as well.)

So why do we do it? Why do we repeat the same thing over and over again. It can’t just be for the money…

So then why?

Finding Meaning in Life

What if the point is how our soul reacts to each situation each day?

Viktor FranklViktor Frankl is one of my favourite teachers and authors. He wrote the amazing book Man’s Search for Meaning which tells the story of his time as a prisoner in the concentration camps during the second world war. Although this might seem like a depressing read, it was one of the most influential books in my journey – leading me to much more intense study of his work.

His main question was “What gives life meaning?”. In the camps, everyone was stripped of everything that we believe brought happiness to our lives: family, freedom, security, dreams of a future…

He observed that what made each person’s experience different was how they responded to their situation. Although they were all living the same kind of hell, some people would look up and motion to Viktor to see the beautiful sunrise. Another would steal the food of a dying man. Another would help. How each person acted was the point. The details were irrelevant.

I have a good friend who is in Alcoholics Anonymous and this is something she says about everyone in the program. No matter what they are addicted to and what their story is, the details are irrelevant. All that matters is the choices that they make inside their situation.

We Are All On the Same Journey

And so, as we walk through our days, it is interesting to not get focused on the details. To watch ourselves “do whatever we are do” and knowing that the details are never the point.

Whether we are at home raising children, in corporate meetings all day, teaching yoga classes, performing surgery, or serving coffee to the masses. The details are irrelevant.

How we interact with the details is what matters.

How our soul grows through the interaction is what matters.

Going a little deeper and discovering who we are…

This is what matters… This is our journey

Because the details are irrelevant.

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