I have this post about my new job in the works, and I also really wanted to write about what I made for dinner tonight, but then I read this thing about belief that my beloved Linda wrote, and then I banged out about three pages of a big long explanation of how I got from fundamentalist Christianity when I was a kid to where I am now, with faith and spirituality, as a not-kid. But. I am not ready, even now, to write too much about all how I got hereābut Iāll just tell you where here is, in terms of faith and spirituality, and one day maybe Iāll be able to be coherent about where here isnāt.
Anyway, I came up with four things that I think about lately, when Iām trying to figure out how to live my life or to decide whatās right or wrong. Usually I donāt boil things like this down into little sentence-sized chunksāusually, in fact, this is like a four hour, three-hot-chocolate conversation that you have to have with me, during which I roll my eyes and gesture expansively and pound the table and sometimes shake and sometimes cry. But since itās a Saturday evening and I still havenāt done the dishes after the awesome dinner I made that Iām not going to tell you about, and also because I need to put my tube top on and go to a Bollywood dance party, you get the abridged version. This is what I think. Hereās where I am:
1) Treat other people the way you want to be treated
2) Do the best you can with the sense you have
3) Love as much as you can for as long as you can
4) Everything is going to be all right
Sometimes I call this type of thing, these attempts we try to make, ābecoming more fully human.ā I guess I think that thatās the purpose of life, if there is a purpose at all: to become more human, and that the above sentence-length bullet points (and the three-hot-chocolate concordance that goes with it, should you be so unfortunate to get me started on this if we happen to stopping at a cafĆ© together) are ways you can sort ofā¦get as much of the whole being-a-person thing as possible.
Because thatās what this is, right, thatās why we have religion and faith and belief and everything, itās to help us live with one another, and maybe to help us live with ourselves, too. Life happens, every day, and itās no big surprise by now that itās way different than we thought it would be, thatās itās more and harder and worse and better than we ever imagined. And itās certainly more confusing, as well, I find, the further I go along and the older I getāme who wanted to be married by thirty, me who was afraid to go anywhere by herself, me who thought that if I prayed enough and raised my hands in the air high enough when I sang the worship songs that everything that was difficult and incomprehensible would magically make sense and that everything wouldā¦that I wouldā¦that something would happen.
And actually it turns out I was kind of right about that, that last part. Even though I donāt sing worship songs anymore something has happened, over and over again, something keeps happening, and I have to learn how to be human every single day of my life. I have to think about those four numbered sentences every day, I have to consciously choose awesome, and I have to fail, again and again. I still donāt even know what that means, really, trying to become more human, if thereās a reason for it, other than making the short time we have on earth more interesting and ourselves more generally pleasant to be around during that short time. Maybe that’s enough in itself.
I do secretly sometimes talk to God, still, and I secretly still really really hope that thereās a heavenā¦but even if thereās not, even if Iām just talking to my pillow late at night, even if no one is listening and weāre all finally and always alone– I think Iām just going to keep on trying. Iām going to try to treat people as well as I can, Iām going to try my best with the little sense I possess, Iām going to love with everything I have in me, and Iām going to attempt to trust that somehow, someday, everything is going to be all right. Iām just going to try to be as fully human as I can.
And hey, if you want to? You do it too, okay? Then weāll all be in this together.
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6 responses to “More Fully Human”
“i have to consciously choose awesome”. words to live by. seriously.
you’ve heard most of my “wisdom” and words to live by before, but here are a select few i like particularly at the moment:
“fortune favors the brave” – i heard this from my sissa
“the truth will set you free, but first it may make you miserable” – my ma
“in the depth of winter i finally learned that within me lay an invincible summer” – albert camus
“it’s a long way to the top if you wanna rock n roll” – acdc
i love what heather wrote. i’m gonna make little signs and post them all over the house.
i love you, missy.
PS. Stay Human by Michael Frante and Spearhead! Good stuff. It’s like Disposable Heros of Hypocrisy grew up a little and decided to generate positivity instead of reflecting on our (human) pain.
hearts, luv, rainbows, cupcakes!
I totally do that, too. Yes.
That’s really great, Chiara. Rest assured, from our vantage point you succeed at being awesome waaaay more often than you think.
I loved Linda’s post, too. And I ended up with this as my own little maxim:
1. Happiness is one of our only true choices in life,
2. Regret is a waste of time,
3. The point of my life is to leave this world a better place than it was when I found it.
We all still want to hear about the awesome dinner, and just how awesome (or at least interesting) the new job is!
I don’t recall us having 4 hour, 3 hot chocolate conversations about faith and spirituality, I think our long conversations were more about boys and relationships – another recurring theme!!!