Comfort is a precarious place to be. It can drive us to do ridiculous things…when hit with unpredictability. Once scared, our cognitive capabilities can be pushed towards exhaustion. Navigating through uncertainty definitely becomes a priority. Life hacks and quick fixes pitch in well here. Little boxes in our brains are ready to break down and store all unorganized information… Of course at the back of our head, those questions keep dancing. Do our rationalizations make sense? Are we being judgmental or fair? Have we considered all aspects? Are we going too fast? Just because, it doesn’t make sense to me now, can I justify it later?
We become experts at finding reasons for our thoughts and behaviors, Clever?
NO, that in no way implies that we do really understand why we act or think in a certain way.
What makes unpredictability so uncomfortable?
FEAR: Definition 1: an unpleasant emotion caused by the threat of danger, pain, or harm. Definition 2: be afraid of (someone or something) as likely to be dangerous, painful, or harmful. Definition 3: that female from the movie ORPHAN (made me pee my pants)
What is your biggest fear? That’s what everyone asks everyone. Mine is Definition 3 , Ha-ha ! Truth is, I don’t think I will ever meet that female and neither will you come across that spider ! Very rarely do people ask, what about the fears that consume us now? What about the realest fears we face, every single day in our lives?
Survival…. always guarding and protecting ourselves. Who do we really need to guard ourselves from? Where do we source our threats and anxiety? People. YES. What? NO, not people, how? Well, million unknown faces, billion unpredictable emotions. How do we make sense of this world and all these people?
Danger of unknown is scary (So many people…. who can I trust?)
Unpredictability of the known is threatening (Yes, uncertainty from our closest is one of our BIGGEST fears)
Are we okay with unpredictable? Yes…eventually. Humans have an adaptive nature. Where do these survival games lead us? Little boxes filled with comfort.
Yes, tiny, little, petite, neat boxes, sat quietly in our head. All the information our brain takes in, is micromanaged in these little boxes. Thanks to our superior cognitive abilities, forming concepts and categories runs parallel with teething. Concepts give stability. Stability is an aphrodisiac. Boxes imperceptibly radiate aphrodisiac. The human gets comfortable. Categories are navigation’s quick fix. Concepts and categories help us make sense of the world, destroy unpredictability, and KILL fear. Convenient? Yes, Successful? Hell Yes, after all survival of the fittest.
What could possibly go wrong? Human behavior, not fitting into parameters? Little boxes , too weak to handle stereotypes ? CHAOS, back to square 1 ? Before the boxes self-destruct, let’s toss them out. Little boxes, little boxes, ticky tacky little boxes…
There is abundance in openness. There is freedom in de categorization. There is comfort in acceptance. Demographics, sun signs, ethnicity, stable personality traits, managerial styles, parental upbringing, strange habits etc can never fulfill what we seek to know. Eccentric and outlandish is the genesis of human behavior. Our reality is happening due to energy exchange in the NOW. What we were in the past is nowhere close to stable grounds, except burden.
In killing unpredictability, we are slaying our own efforts of self-preservation. After all we are also chilling somewhere in someone’s little box.