The great lesson is that the sacred is in the ordinary…That
it is to be found in one’s daily life, in one’s neighbors, friends and
family…in one’s backyard.
(Abraham Maslow)
Abraham
Maslow is one of those I’d have at my imaginary dinner party. You know, when
they ask what figures in history you’d group around your table? I think he’d
hit it off great with Emerson and Thoreau talking about self-sufficiency and
sustainable living (topics that, btw, seem to be all the rage these days). Of
course, classic thinkers like these would fit into any time period. I only wish
we had more like ‘em living today.
As I gear up to start this year’s garden, folks like Maslow come to mind. Gardens are great places to dig, not just in the dirt, but into your soul. Leave it to Mother Earth to provide fodder for contemplating while cultivating. I’ve found that common dirt has a unique way of nurturing lots more than just plants. It can grab your soul if you let it. It’s hard to be around something so miraculous as that first little corn sprout starting to sprig out of the earth or your first tomato plant turning from small to large, then from green to red, and not marvel at how everything has its own unique design, purpose and plan for its lifespan. Each plant knows what it wants to be when it grows up. There’s no second guessing or wishing it was something else.
Maslow was
also the one to propose that man lives by a “hierarchy of needs” which
culminates in what he called “self actualization”. According to his theory, humans
have needs, the first being survival (breathing, food, water, sleep) after
which we move up the ladder to meet slightly more complex needs. Second rung of
the ladder: safety needs (security, employment, resources to live by). Having
met these, we move up the ladder again to psychological and interactive
needs (family, friendships, loving relationships) and then, once all these
needs are addressed, “self actualization” become the goal and focus…But you
can’t address this one till all the other needs are met.
Self-actualization basically means
you discover and become your own unique actual self, fulfilling the desires you
and you alone have for your life. It starts in knowing what specifically brings
contentment to your inner being, and it develops into charting a course so that
you actually live the life you were put on the planet to live. Some have argued
this is self-ish, after all, if everyone wanted to be a rock star, who’s left
to collect the garbage? But self-actualization goes deeper than this. It’s not
about living a pipe dream. And more important, it’s not about living somebody
else’s dream. It’s about taking time to know what drives you, then making small
incremental adjustments in the day to day of your life to align your life’s
decisions with that drive. When it gets down to it, giving yourself permission
to ask “What exactly Do I want for my life?” is the first step toward
self-actualization, as happiness (i.e. living your life fully) can only take
place when a) your other needs are met and b) you recognize what motivates
you then c) you hitch your proverbial wagon to it, and adjust your life
accordingly til you’re living it.
Gardens provide
oodles of examples self-actualization at work. After all, a tomato plant knows precisely
what it’s going to be when it grows up, as does a kernel of corn, as does a
watermelon seed. You don’t see okra wishing it could be a pepper or
blackberries resenting that they aren’t red like strawberries. Every seed
planted comes with its own internal coding, directing it to become a larger
version of itself someday…Becoming that actual self is the goal.
As with
seeds, so with us. I sincerely believe we are each born with an internal drive
to become something bigger. Our job? To get still long enough to discover what that something bigger is. (And here’s a hint: turning inward, not outward is the key.) These desires (like an acorn wired
to become a mighty oak) come encased in a kernel of a drive that nudges you when you
lean into it and nags at you when you don’t. Your father may’ve wanted you to
be a doctor, but if your seed is coded to teach inner city kids, all the guilt
trips in the world won’t make you long to be a doctor. If you were born into a
4th generation of lawyers and you long to play the violin, I suspect
you better get ready to disappoint your family, or else live a life of internal
disappointment yourself, because that code of desire inside of you will drive
you nuts till you get on track with your wiring and align your life choices with
the coding you came in with .
Granted,
most farmers I know don’t dwell on these things like I do, nor do they think
they were coded from birth to be a farmer. Most I know (like Thurman) are so
humble, they probably don’t think of themselves as living any big dream or
being something so fancy as “self actualized” at all. But to me, a person like
Thurman is in fact, one of the most self actualized people I’ve ever met. I believe
with all my heart that the life he lives, day after day after day, with little
to no recognition, save for the fulfillment of having put in an honest day’s
work…is every bit as much of a calling as a preacher or an opera singer. Only
difference is, he doesn’t play to packed houses. He plays to an audience of
one: namely, himself, and after that, his family and his friends.
Whether they
dwell on it or not, folks like Thurman are living proof of Maslow’s theory…
Yes, he’s teaching me about farming, but more, he’s teaching me about life.
Time with Thurman reminds me that the sacred IS in the ordinary. It’s not out
there somewhere in the vast unknown, but it’s been right here all along,
literally …as close as my own back (or in my case, front) yard.
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