Why can't we live like a tree?

 The freedom we ought to learn from Mother Nature


I really don’t understand humans' need to conquer and win. 
Isn’t life our biggest win already? Why can’t we be grateful for what we have, without needing to prove to anyone, ourselves included? Where does this constant need for validation and reassurance, we are doing “good”, come from? Do we learn and inherit it from our ancestors and their need to prove themselves for whatever reasons? Is it nature? 

Why can’t we be as still as a tree? Beautifully going through life, growing and growing unbothered, wild and bold, always learning and finding new ways to cope with its circumstances, adapting to life. Isn’t that enough? What’s with the need for badges of honour? Why do we feel the need to prove we’ve had a full Life and not just live it, anyhow that is?
Is it that there’s so many of us, so many different experiences and people achieving amazing things, that if we don’t it’s as if our lives were completely wasted? Isn’t the way we come together as one, in harmony, the way we treat each other, what really matters? Cause at the end of the day, there’s not going to be no badge, no nobel prize, nor nobel prize, that will make our lives significant, but the love and relationships we build. What’s the purpose of having a house full of trophies, if the only ones to see it are you, your ego and your never ending thirst for more?

What’s a star on the walk of fame, when the only fame is from people who don’t really know you, will never know you, cause you’re too important to “lower yourself to those levels” unless it’s for the camera?
Will we ever get to a point where we will just wake up gratefully to a hot brew, enjoying the morning sunshine before taking a strobe through nature, being amazed, yet another day, by life around us and within us? Will we ever get to the point where you and I will turn into a “US”, where disparities & differences will be genuinely honoured and not a tick in some CEO’s business objectives? 
What do we need to do now, so that our offspring can simply live their lives, learn how to be self-sufficient in school and go on about however long they have in peace, then? When are we ever going to go a day with no pressure to perform, no pressure to show up, nor pressure to survive?

Sure we can argue that it’s all about perspective, that we can’t be so negative about life and look at the mischievousness of it all and how we’ve gone so terribly wrong in the interpretation of what life on earth was, we’ve gotten to a point of no return. You go explain to an adult who’s only learned how to order food from someone behind the counter, someone who only speaks with strangers if there's a gain or they’re being paid to complete something for them, they’re going to have to learn how to build their own house, connect their own organic plumbing system and live off fresh food given to us by nature.. that an interesting conversation shall be.

The thing is that we are not talking about misplacement of focus, we are talking about a vicious cycle, a never ending one, as long we’ll continue teaching our youngsters they should work hard to give themselves purpose, they should make us proud to value themselves, they should grind 10 hours a day, away from their loved ones, in a toxic environment where everything is laid out perfectly, so you would get excited to go back the next day and do it all over again. How are we supposed to change, if we fear change so dearly? How are we supposed to live peacefully, when we’ve given away our independence in exchange for crumbs and the idea of being taken care of? How are we supposed to live a full life, when we have so many distractions, clutching onto us from left, right and centre? How’s that we have to relearn what peace of mind, concentration and positive thinking really is about? 

This is where we have gone profoundly wrong, when we have to practise what should come natural and pursue basics such as gratitude, freedom and confidence. We’ve created, and keep fueling, the same methodologies and approaches that got us here in the first place. Why did we have to make it all about money? Why did we have  to take ourselves so far from nature, we have to go on vacation to experience what an undisturbed view feels like?

 I don’t know about you, but this is certainly not the society I want to wake up a soul for, especially when there’s an endless amount of kids mistreated by the same hands of those who preach to love them. The shame of raising a newborn in this chaos would be enough to kill the life inside of me. No wonder why nature keeps rebuking us, making us feel the depth of its disappointment, by shaking the floors under our feet and bringing storms to dissipate us.

Location: London London, UK
High school dropout, who emigrated from Italy to London in 2019. Spiritual being who confidently made her way to a life of contentment, freedom and individualistic thinking, in an illusive world.

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