|Eye by M. C. Escher (1946)|
When you look back on your life and contemplate what you have accomplished, will it be enough? Will you have achieved enough, done enough, been enough? What is enough?
These are the questions that plague me. I have always struggled with the question of sufficiency (or what I might call "enoughness"). Am I smart enough? Am I attractive enough? Is my work good enough? I sought evidence, some kind of standard against which I could determine my quality. Unfortunately, there is no clear standard for "enoughness," because it depends on what one means by enough. Enough for what, exactly? Is my work good enough to pass the class is a different question from whether it is good enough to get the top grade. The questions never get resolved for me because I don't know what I mean by enough. I don't have some concrete goal or clear comparison that will provide a definitive answer for the question. Essentially, this stands in for the existential question of my worth: Am I good enough to justify my existence?
|In Notre Dame des Neiges (Montreal)|
Or perhaps we should savor our life and seek diverse experiences:
"The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience." -- Eleanor Roosevelt
|Courtesy of Mark's Weblog|