“Every form of addiction is bad, no
matter whether the narcotic be alcohol, morphine or idealism.” --C.G. Jung
Many of you,
like myself, seek out inspiration and advice from various corners of the web in
an effort to be happy, healthy and whole—nothing wrong with wanting to be happy,
healthy and whole either. Problem is I think the constant seeking for inspiration and advice can
become habit forming, rather than healing.
Which makes me
wonder: Is the spiritual advice out there solving problems as we hope, or is it
just aiding in the creation of a society of inspiration junkies? Are all the
people standing behind various websites there to help, or are there those who
are present simply to exploit an opportunity to make money off other people’s
vulnerability, not unlike, say, drug dealers?
I have to admit
that some of the advice I have come across seems to smack of advice-candy/advice-porn—seductively
presented forms of spiritual idealism promising much and delivering very little
except, perhaps, the intense craving for another hit. And therein lies the
danger.
We sign up for
courses to fix ourselves once and for all, to heal, to learn how to love
ourselves, to learn how to love others, and while much of this advice sounds
good and (at least in theory) seems to hold a certain amount of potential for
transforming our lives, I have to wonder to what extent it may also exist as nothing
more than a distraction—like the sweet song of the siren’s that swaddled any
soul that heard it into a fatal lethargy—preventing us from ever actually taking our difficult spiritual journeys inward.
To what extent might our
postmodern, new-age type advice merely be the recycled, re-packaged, up-to-date
version of the opiate of the masses?
And another
thing, we live in a world where the poor are getting poorer. Does the
inspiration industry increasingly exist as one more luxury only the rich can afford?
I don’t have any
solid answers to these questions, but as I participate in said industry I believe
it is important to ask them and to frisk myself for any spiritual rhetoric I may be spinning that serves no one well.
Life is wondrously
messy, chaotic and beautiful—not ideal. We’re meant to experience that, not fix
it.
Only love it as
it is.
Keep it real. Keep it close to heart and soul.
Keep it real. Keep it close to heart and soul.