Deadly suburbs; wild nature
There’s a great article in the Art of Manliness blog on how suburban life can destroy your manliness. In it the author argues:
“The danger that living in the suburbs is simply that there is no danger…it’s completely safe. Constant and complete control is a silent, but deadly killer.”
and:
“maybe the truest calling of man lies in the wilderness of life; in learning to thrive in the environments where complete control is not possible.”
So, do we need wildness in our lives? I reckon that’s true. We need meaningful challenges (full of unknowns, and with a sense of journey) in our lives to be happy.
This is quite a conundrum. Unless you’re a fully-actualised human, we need struggle to be complete. Not little piddly things like struggling to find a carpark, and not aimless struggles like repeated arguments with a partner or a family member. I mean big struggles: raising a kid, building a house, learning a new skill, writing a novel, solo travelling, meditation retreats, martial arts.
It’s a conundrum because it doesn’t end. It’s a cycle. Unless perhaps you get off it like old Buddha talked about.
Once we’ve conquered that task, we need another one. Look at people who have achieved all they want to achieve. Do they seem completely happy? Content to rest on their laurels until they die?
And I’m not talking about ‘onward Christian soldiers, marching as to war’. I’m talking as much about ’sitting quietly, doing nothing.’ It can be a massive challenge to sit quietly with yourself, and navigate the wildness of one’s own mind. We don’t want to fill our lives with petty tasks and goals that we tick off the list one-by-one. We need life-changing experiences, things that trip us up unexpectedly and make us change how we do things. Some turmoil. We need this to feel like we’re going somewhere, or we’ve been somewhere; that there’s movement in our lives.
I listened to Jesse Martin (that young guy who sailed solo around the world as an 18-year-old), talk about the lure of adventure. He said if you’re out sailing on calm waters and you see a lovely sunset, well that’s nice. But it’s a whole other thing to see a sunset break across a calm ocean if you’ve just sailed through a storm.