It’s funny the things we identify with isn’t it? Consider national pride… such a curious belief. After all, why would we take pride in something we have no significant part in shaping? We pop out on a specific patch of land and it can seem to define our whole life. We use it to measure our experiences against, identify with, and even recoil from. A pride or shame, basking or wincing, heightened and deflated egos based on something wholly external to our being, out of our control.
If anyone asked you to follow ‘The Pied Piper’ over the edge of a clifftop or under an oncoming bus, would you do it? I’m guessing you’d say “no way,” yet how many of us have ever tried a new beer, a coffee or energy drink, a hair product, a so-called ‘super food’ or miraculous diet – because others around us are doing it? Have you ever made a small or large choice in your daily life because it is the normal thing to do? I know I have. And how many of our daily life choices do we actually make because they are “normal” and “everyone does them?”
What happens when you take something that is inherently one and divide it into two or more parts, like slicing a carrot maybe? Does it lose its oneness or is it still innately one? It’s still the same carrot – but is it one or does it become two? There are slices of course, or ‘juliennes’ if that is your way of doing things. It’s a ridiculous suggestion, but do the bits of carrot compare themselves with each other and compete to be the best? Is there supremacy in the carrot world? Pretty soon they will be food anyway and so it doesn’t matter too much.
I sat in a café some 3000 metres above the sea on top of the Swiss Alps doing some of my mathematics studies during the World Economic Forum in Davos when a group of men walked in and almost immediately people were rushing to take selfies with one of them – applauding him and shaking his hand. At about 6 foot 6” (2m) tall and a big build I guessed he was some sort of athlete but could not put a name or sport to the face. After the group left the café the waiter informed me that he was one of the most famous boxers in the world, from Russia.
This left me wondering… all the celebrations, congratulations and well-wishes – what are they actually for? Continue reading “Celebrities – What’s really Worth Celebrating?”