There’s the selfish exuberance of youth, the selfish survival of parenthood and finally the selfish irrelevance of impending death. Is it selfish? Yes. Not in a negative emotional way, more simply abject survival in a stage of existence.
There are few things more sobering than being an observer of an ocean when you’re totally soaking in it. Riding waves plunging depths surfacing breathlessly for air. Being Bombay battered attempting to cross a full raging Indian road with a full accompaniment of suffocating full on surroundings. Sound smell energy. All while on hands and knees with Vaseline smeared goggles. That scenario comes sobbingly close.
It’s all about survival of self, for self, about self. It’s only at those moments when the self really realizes exactly where it is. Is totally aware of the full picture, size of ocean, Mumbai expanded madness, its place in all, past present future. That’s when it hits and you’re always a Nano second behind the impact, grasping to catch up, to hold on.
The Human condition is such a blessing and curse, awareness of so much, fear of so much more. Watching while being deeply involved and immersed is the real trip of life. It only comes if one is fortunate to have progressed through the stages. Lived a past, reached a present, careering to a future. With goggles off, no way back. You’re crawling stumbling. You’re going to that other side, that’s it.
Watching 3 generations in those stages from a 4 generation positional viewpoint is a mind fart. The youthful past memories still intact, parental realities fully recent, impending ageing and death a growing frown on the horizon.
There’s really nothing selfish about the stages in negative terms. It’s a journey of self-awareness. That awareness must start with self and knowledge of self.
If you have played your part and been fortunate to have fully lived and loved through stages 1 & 2, If you can keep your head and heart through stage 3, really knowing you have truly lived and loved, then it’s time to leave.
It’s time to drop the mic. Exit stage left.
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