Dear Friends, Drodzy Przyjaciele, Cari Amici,
But first of all, I want to say a big “Thank You” to all of you who responded to my request for prayers in my previous post about the Children of the Children. In that post I wrote about the deep pain of some of my nieces and nephews and asked for prayers. The very next day a nephew that I was most concerned about had a major breakthrough that is bringing much healing to him. Grazie Mille. Dziękuję. Thank you.
In my first book, This White House I wrote a Chapter on Obesity and Measurement. Today I want to write some more about this whole issue of Measuring that our society is saturated and obsessed with. I have always found measurement a very stressful and aggravating reality precisely because I do not trust the Value of most forms of Measurement or their Meaning. We are constantly surrounded by Measurement: right here at my computer the clock is ticking measuring the passing of Time, there is the Word Count on this page that is measuring how long this post is. There is a Google Analytics right below this box I am typing in and it is measuring how many people are visiting this website, averaging the number of pages viewed, the average length of time on the site, how many are new visitors, etc.
There is a thermometer hanging in my window measuring the temperature and barometric pressure. There is a scale on the floor that will measure me to the ounce, if only I will let it! The bank is measuring my funds daily, when the phone rings the phone company measures the exact length of the call and charge me according to their exact measurements of my communications.
Amazon counts how many people look at every single item. My computer tracks and Measures everything I do with it. Visa tracks and Measures all my shopping and what kinds of food I purchase and where I prefer to buy my gasoline. Tracking, Measurement…numbers and judgements are constantly made around those tracks and Measurements. Every piece of food I pick up has a full disclosure of its ingredients and the Measurements of protein, good fats, bad fats, carbs, calories, vitamins, daily percentages of recommended allowances. It is exhausting and upsetting to me to be bombarded with numerical measurements all the time!
Believe me, I know that in our society Measurement has some very good and important uses. Speed limits for driving is one. Dosages for medicine is a crucial one. I would want the amount that would be helpful and curative…not an overdose that could be toxic or deadly. But when I take all this exterior Measurement and apply it to my Mind, my Heart or my Soul, or to the things that Matter most to me, then Measurement becomes demeaning, and Tyrannical. And it is hard not to do this in our inner world when we are doing it in our material world all the time.
Beauty cannot be Measured. Suffering and Loss cannot be Measured. Being cannot be Measured. The Love I feel cannot be Counted and Measured, nor can my Anxiety when it Strikes. The Value of a Friend cannot be Measured. Courage, Hope, Effort and Fatigue cannot be Measured.
The Most Important things in our lives are Immeasurable and Priceless.
Measurement is something like Judging a Book By Its Cover, which I wrote about a few days ago. This all came to the foreground of my mind today because although I love to be on a Treadmill at the Gym, it measures my Weight, Time, Distance, Calories Burned, Speed and Incline and there is no way to shut all those measurements while the Treadmill is in motion. Months ago I decided to bring a towel to throw over that panel of Measurements while I am exercising and a woman on the treadmill next to me asked me today why I don’t want all that information. I told her I am practicing just exercising because I know it is good for me and it feels good to do it, but that I am too easily enslaved by numbers and I want my choices and my movement to be Free, and not Measured.
Most of all, now that I am putting my Heart out in my published books and here in this Blog, I need to stay clear of the Tyrant of Measurement and just Be true to what I feel called to inside and not worry about Numbers. When I have a day off from work, I occasionally try to go through a whole day without using Numbers for anything…(except for speed limits when I am driving!) I put away my watch, I don’t look at any measurements on the computer, or thermometers… I don’t step on the scale or pay attention to how long I am spending on doing anything. I just Am. That is what I am doing Today. It feels really good. Healing from the Tyranny of Measurement, Healing from the Slavery to Numbers is bringing me more and more Freedom.
With love and respect, z Miłością i Zaangażowaniem, Con Amore e Impegno,
Without Measure, Bez Miary, Senza Misura
Gabriel Orion Marie