Life is a matter of perspective. We behave according to the norms of the society or community in which we have grown or are living in. Everything becomes second nature and we do not think anything is out of the ordinary. It’s our perspective; it’s what we know.
These are a couple of things I’ve thought about on and off over the years. My take out of all of this is that perhaps the next time I think I’ve got a problem or a complaint, I might want to take a good look around me at the rest of my neighbourhood, city, country or even other parts of this world, and then having seen what others are going through, reassess my ‘silly’ bitching complaints! (Oops – sorry for the swearing.)
Have you ever had something happen to you and you moan and whine and complain about it, and then someone walks by and they have some physical challenge that makes you look like a wimp. Or, perhaps you are living in a small house or an apartment that you think isn’t big enough and you think it’s unfair, and then you meet someone on the street who lost her/his home due to a fire and financial circumstances are such that they can’t afford to get another place because of deposits that are needed?
In both those types of situations, what is so horrible to the first person would be nothing more than a passing annoyance compared to what is going on in their lives.
It’s a matter of perspective, and it ought to be motivation for us to start focusing on all the good things that we have going on in our lives, instead of these annoyances that are always only temporary.
War, Bombings, Threats
This is not something that I am at all familiar with, and all I know is what I hear on the news. The news I hear is not that it is happening in Canada where I live. These events are regular occurrences in the Middle East and other parts of the world, including just south of the border in the United States.
Many years ago I was connected with a woman working in Jerusalem and I remember writing to her wondering how the mothers survived and thrived when every day they sent their children off to school in bullet proof buses, wondering if they would return at the end of the day. They were living lives much like I imagine, perhaps to a lesser degree, the spouses and children of police officers live here. But to me, the Middle East is worse, because it is the children who are continually in harms way.
I really do not know how they can continue to live somewhat normal lives under such circumstances. It’s a matter of perspective and what one has become acclimatized to.
May the Lord help us if this continues and spreads to other countries where we too will become acclimatized to such horrendous living conditions.
Street Drugs, Prescription Drugs, Opioids
This is something that every country in the world is dealing with, and it is getting worse. For a matter of perspective on this subject I am thinking about the ratio of users to population in two cities in Canada.
When I moved from Toronto to a smaller city (almost a town by comparison) I was shocked at the drug usage. When I tell people that from what I have seen there is a higher usage in this tiny city than Toronto, they think I am nuts. Toronto has a
population of over three, possibly four million people. I am uncertain of the exact population in that other city/town, but it is no where near Toronto’s population.
I’ve seen people working and when they go out on a smoke break they weren’t just smoking cigarettes. You can stand outside of any office building and get a whiff. There’s no age discrimination in the drug users. I’ve watched girls and boys in a parking lot who couldn’t have been much older than 10 or 11 smoking, laughing and carrying on, and people walk by like it was common place. Most of the adults I’ve met are on some kind of prescription medication.
I was shocked, but now a couple of years later I’m not noticing it as much. It’s becoming an acclimatized matter of perspective for me, sadly. I don’t turn my head any more when I walking by kids smoking drugs or people drinking in the streets and parking lots. I don’t panic when I hear babies crying because their mothers are passed out, high on drugs. It’s the ugly truth.
In small towns and cities where people don’t go anywhere else, what is going on around them is the norm. They are used to things the way they are and perhaps think it is like that everywhere. It is their norm and their matter of perspective; nothing out of the ordinary for their town.
We look at the big cities to try and solve the drug problems, but it’s the little cities and towns that may need it more. Because Toronto has, for the sake of argument let’s just say 4 million people, then of course the numbers of users will be larger, but when you do numbers on a proportional basis, I will give you odds, for odds sake, that the big cities usage might be 3 out of 10, but the little cities could be as high as 5 out of 10.
But hey, those are just my observations, and as I said, it’s a matter of perspective.
This is something that I wrote in 2014.