Don’t
panic! A phrase seldom taken literally but more commonly used as a colloquial
expression. Regardless, the general
consensus asserts that panicking rarely helps matters even though I suspect
that most of us have at one time or another.
Sometimes
it’s simply unavoidable and our circumstances elicit emotions that produce a
knee-jerk reaction. There’s a primal aspect to all of this since the ability to
arouse a sense of urgency is essential to our survival functions. “Danger Will Robinson!”
Unless
you live in total obscurity, you’re probably cognizant of the ever present turmoil
that wreaks havoc throughout the world. Whether it’s political fallout, natural
disasters or any number of tragic events, these hardships seem overwhelming at
best and surely give way to panic.
When “Life” reaches an impasse, what is an appropriate or even better, a healthy response? The walls have crumbled, the sinkhole is deepening and the need to face your fears is moot because your fears have come to face you. Dun dun dun……
Is it feasible to sit in the “eye” of the storm and
wait out the devastating effects? Frankly, having the presence of mind to
remain grounded in an unstable environment is no easy task.
However,
more often than not I believe we panic over things far less threatening, though
it may not feel that way at the time. Whenever we’re entangled in adverse
circumstances it slowly chips away at our determination. At the very least our
motivation is hampered and we’re left renovating a defeatist attitude.
Let’s
ponder using a facetious anecdote with me as the sacrificial lamb.
Awhile
back, I became reacquainted with a former colleague whom I hadn’t seen in over
a decade. While catching up over coffee we volleyed back and forth and at one
point he shared that he’d been married for eight years but unfortunately it didn’t
work out. Typically, in the spirit of quid pro quo came my turn to share. My offering;
“Nothing to report here just happily adrift with no casualties”. Relax, those
weren’t my exact words but still, the silence was deafening.
Bless
his heart; he traipsed through that mine field like a sumo wrestler in
stilettos. “Really, he asked?” while trying to mask his utter state of disbelief.
“Don’t you think men will find it a turn off that you haven’t been married by
now?” “You’re not afraid that you’ll never find love?” Well, I wasn’t but
thanks for that! Judging by his facial
expression he seemed concerned enough for both of us.
Frankly,
I wasn’t aware that marriage and love were synonymous even though I knew that
wasn’t his point. If the customary window for marriage has been missed and calls
for consternation then I inferred those who have been divorced at least once can
kick back and relax. Duly noted! Clearly this case scenario hardly seems worthy
of true panic, although people panic for less. In this case, I think it has
more to do with the idea that one could live out their days alone. Trust me, it
isn’t supernatural.
You
see, I think panic serves as a smokescreen for the true culprits that weigh
heavily on us i.e. self-doubt, loneliness, fear of failure etc. These are the very
attitudes that stir our uneasiness and catapult us into misery.
When
the stigma of failing to achieve the very things that we have been conditioned
to believe are revered, admirable and conventional; panic seems apropos. The
conundrum occurs when attempting to measure one’s life against these prevailing
standards without regard to our own unique needs and developments.
The
notion that we are relegated to conform solely for the purposes of outside acceptance
or become ostracized is simply a fallacy. Life isn’t “one size fits all”! Even the items
that purport to be never are.
Ergo,
if this panic button truly exists, then I can honestly say that I have hit it! Not once but several times, just to make sure.
And what has come of it, you ask? I
surmise that the “button” was designed to interrupt an unfavorable state and
summon assistance, a truce of sorts.
So
I encourage you to take a stance and push that button! Set yourself free and
stop the madness. Supposing I’m right, my only grievance thus far is wondering
when that assistance going to get here already! Remember, impatience is a
virtue J
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ReplyDeleteXexec, your observations are insightful and "fire my 'magination" and personal thoughts about the reasons for panic in this current world (I deleted my prior comment because it sounded so gloomy). Voltaire's satire, "Candide" never seemed so timely as now. For Candide, the panic button was finding a place to cultivate his own garden, to eat preserved citrons and pistachio nuts in "this best of all possible worlds". I think that sounds good to me too.
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