I experimented with all this. I did all this. I grew up an athlete. I played on soccer teams, I was MVP of my 6th grade baseball team, I scored many goals as running back for my flag football team, I played basketball, swam for my high school swim team, I was a leader in my High School Marching band. I was active as a kid and I went on to learn weight lifting, yoga, holistic health, and even studied human anatomy in University.
I wanted to be healthy for the joy and pleasure of it all. Our culture worships these people and the ones who really succeed seem to be the ones who are programmed differently than me or get a motivating sense of satisfaction from being one of those fitness model people. Then they can take to Instagram, amass followers, and enjoy the attention. Not you? Not me either.
All this stems from a cultural sense of inadequacy and lack of fulfillment. American culture, which drives the cultural programming for Western culture, is relatively new. Part of what makes it so special is that it’s experimental, it tries new things, it’s magnetically attracted to progress. It’s driven to success, prosperity and power. I love these things about my culture, I’m a lot of these same things. But I can’t and I won’t blindly follow the cultural bandwagon when it’s careening off a cliff.
Nobody is blind to these cultural issues stemming from the dinner table, but they don’t start there. They start from a misunderstanding of what is required to create abundance and while the spirit of drive is there to create it, our culture has some fundamental issues with it.
I’m reminded of this passage from Le Petit Prince: