We are not our tasks. We are far greater than our roles. We are divine beings who occasionally take on a form of a task, or play the part of a role. It is in the gestalt sense “the performance of” being something for a time. And that is all. Beyond the role, we are unlimited.
I had the pleasure of talking with a man last night who arrived at the conclusion that his procrastination was as a result of his disbelief that his task in any way ennobled him.
As he is not a procrastinator at any other task, it seemed unusual that he held this one task (homework) as an exception. He learned through our talk that ultimately he had no respect for the role — student in higher education — because he was concerned it would turn him into something less creative and more predictable than he naturally is.
He does not want to be another drone. Another robot.
I completely sympathize with him, and yet I find his old perspective in a way, terrifying, and mostly sad.
He is not and will never be constricted by a role.
Are people really walking around thinking that they ARE the roles they play? Did Charlton Heston really think he was Moses? (OK, maybe that was a bad example….)
Are we just workers, just fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers, doctors, friends, Republicans, Democrats, suburbanites, city people, etc?
Do people really lump their entire senses of being into one or even a few categories as the gravestones indicate? “Loving Wife, Sister, Daughter, Friend.”
It is infuriating, in a way, to see bright spiritual beings all around me who seem so constricted.
You. Are. Limitless.
All those roles are but aspects of who you are, much as the Hindu gods have different aspects for their roles. Yet they are divine.
As are we all.