Black Crab Syndrome, Part Last

Black Crab Syndrome, Part Last

The Revenge of the Crab

Last time…

We explored how often and easily we discover that the enemy of our forward motion towards “move-to goals”…is us. We get in our own way. Like cooks in the kitchen of our own lives, we whip up some self-induced crab-melt. Like the proverbial black-crab letting go of the lid, we chicken out.

Why is that?

Perhaps we believe someone’s assessment of us was–and still is–correct. Maybe we find the challenge too daunting. Often, we just lose faith.

It’s odd, though, isn’t it?

Not too many generations ago, our forebears’ lives were defined by scarcity. The founders of the United States came here for the freedom it presented. For many, they sought the freedom to worship as they chose. For others, it was the freedom to seek out a new future in a new land where anything was possible. Out of their prior experience of scarcity, they eagerly challenged themselves to seek out and discover that promised abundance.

For those living in the United States, or any “1st world” country, we are surrounded by abundance, not scarcity. The world has reversed.

Is there still inequality in the 1st world? Sure. But given that most of the population of earth lives on less than $2 a day, even those that live in scarcity in the 1st world are surrounded by an abundance others can’t imagine.

And here we find the answer to our own, self-inflicted, loss-of-faith-in-what-our-future-holds, scarcity versus abundance, black crab-meltdowns come from: lack of imagination.

We forget to see things as they are…elsewhere. Rather than gratitude for all we have, we focus on what we don’t. We permit our vision to be clouded by thousands of daily, hyperfast, multisocial media-delivered, scarcity messages that scream at us about our deprivation, about how much better life would be if we owned _________, lived in _________, drove _________, ate _________, looked like _________, etc.

And we believe it.

So our dreams are, for the most part, shriveled and pathetic. They’re defined by the media, because we let them be. Our vision of the future is intoxicated by small things.

Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for.  Epicurus

Perhaps our vision needs to be bigger than what we have entertained in the past. Perhaps we’d be more motivated to reach for the heights when the result of reaching those heights positively impacts others more than it benefits us.

Maybe one intrepid black crab can help pull a few others to an unimaginably abundant freedom, full of opportunity. Perhaps those newly liberated can pull a few more over the lid of limitation.

Until the bucket is empty.

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