LEAVIING SOMETHING BEHIND
I have
always been mystified by the reality that being a living creature presents.
Existence brings with itself so many questions, the chief of which is “why”?
I accept that we arrive among strangers that
often become central to our lives. We inherit the advances our species has made
that have placed us on the top rung of the world order on this planet. We have
no idea whether we are the only higher order creatures in the universe. We
don’t know for sure whether we are the higher order, only that we are running
the show on this tiny galactic spot.
Yet, in
spite of this vast panorama of which we are only a tiny part, most of us will spend
most of our lives focused on the tiny space we ourselves occupy. The family
group we inherit often becomes the focus of our efforts, that and the personal
one that we graduate into to form for ourselves. If we don’t get those
relationships with the individual strangers we encounter on our trip, sometimes
our minds never really work right. This microcosm universe is often the place
where we either make it or we don’t.
Some among
us, even many of us, somehow manage to erect a wider circle where our personal roles
become central. Some of us manage to find the capacity to perform roles that
become important to a wider circle, even a vast circle. Who knows what the dynamic
is that makes some people generate that
aspiration, that motivation, to devote their lives to tasks that will make the
lives of strangers, many of whom they will never meet, better than they would otherwise
have been. Indeed, some of those much closer to us, will share the travail that
these efforts will require.
Aren’t some
of us driven by the need to see in themselves the destiny to leave a larger
indelible mark? Life has ushered us into a small circle where our lives can be
incredibly important to only another creature besides ourselves. The primary
bond that comes into being with our birth, may become less central to us as we
proceed through life and widen our circle, but it often remains central to who
we are. The primary relationships we form in our lives command our loyalty.
Yet, many of
us are driven by a desire, a need, to make that wider impact. Whether it is in
our jobs, or in the roles we seek to fill beyond our circle, some of us need to
feel we must leave a larger mark on the wall of time. Why is that? Only the
individual can answer that question.
The memories
we leave with people we have known often long survive our passage. Our family
members are the primary bearers of our heritage. Most of us will not leave behind
a building bearing our names, or even a wall. Most of us will be eternal only
on a scrap of filed paper, or in an electronic code, that bears our name.
Many of us have
that urge to make sure we leave something important behind.
If we have
had the good fortune to have successfully participated in bringing another live
human into existence, we have a fighting chance to have some part of us
experience eternity. Many of us want more. Many of us strive, in the work we do
during our working days, to bring important things into existence, things that
we can point to and say” I did that”. This is particularly so if it improves
the quality of the lives of others.
It may be a
small thing, or a larger thing, in the vastness of the human reality, but it is
O so satisfying if we can point to that “thing”.
As one of those with that kind of aspiration,
I speak from personal experience. Sit beside me for a moment of contemplation,
and, if the opportunity arises, I am sure to regale you with those worthwhile smudges
on the wall of history for which I feel I may be responsible.
So many of
the things we see around us that have improved the quality of people’s lives
have been the product of other humans who may have been driven by that
motivation. This was the “why” they found behind their own lives. They wanted
to leave something worthwhile behind as a product of their efforts, as a
product of their passage. We can only applaud that and recognize that desire in
our own lives.
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