Maslow's hierarchy of needs
Breathing.
Soaking in the beauty of this landscape. Learning to appreciate the art of hiking, the art of slowing down when my body tells me to.
Grateful this life, for getting to live here surrounded by alpine peaks, for being able to follow my heart. For my loved ones and the people who inspire me every single day.
On our hike yesterday, @jostkobusch and I discussed the challenges that we as humans encounter on different levels in the pyramid Maslow’s hierarchy of needs. My worries in life primarily center around the search for meaning. That’s the highest level of the pyramid, when all other needs have been satisfied.
This puzzles me, because in one way I understand how lucky I am to have so called “problems” focusing mainly on my search for meaning. At the same time, this realization makes me belittle myself — I think that my problems are less important and less valuable because I don’t need to worry about things like having food on my table or a roof over my head. I think to myself: “it can’t be all that bad.” And by belittling my problems, I push them away and build up a stack of them inside me instead. A bomb waiting to implode.
A world in isolation has given me time to think, to try and focus more on what’s important. And overall, I see that as a wonderful thing. But I’m a thinker — and that can account for many sleepless nights.
My remedy is to try and go back to the origins, the core of it all: breathing. seeing. Staying with the present moment, instead of living in the unalterable past or the imaginary future. Tapping into gratitude.