The instant we come out of our mothers’ wombs we cry. When we take our first steps we struggle to overcome gravity and find balance; we fall and get up again. As we get older, we learn how to suppress our will for the sake of “some” right and wrong. We struggle with the various forms of authority: our parents, our teachers, the police, the fear of rejection, the feeling of being in love, and the anxiety of finding ourselves.
We often end up surrendering to stress and insecurity: Will I find a job? Will I have enough money? Am I pretty? Will I be loved? Will my family accept me if they know who I really am? Will I be able to provide for my kids? Will I beat this illness? Will I pull it through as an immigrant?
We felt all these things intensify during the last three years: pandemic, civil protests all over, natural disasters, wars, inflation, and more.
However, if we see the whole picture, all of the above can describe every place and era in human history. Realizing that we live in a world that is characterized by entropy, humans need to be in a constant effort to give, or at least maintain, a structure, a form, a meaning;
A battle against the laws of nature, against time, against difficulties, against injustice, against the “others”, against ourselves.
A Struggle.
