Last year, in the dead of winter, I wrote a post “Day 17: I think I wake up most mornings feeling uneasy.”
That’s a phrase that has echoed for me, ever since I sent it out into the blog-o-sphere. I thought of that phrase again this morning, upon awakening.
And I wondered, why “uneasy”? And, what does “uneasy” even mean?
Here’s what occurred to me, this morning.
Perhaps we humans are hard-wired to strive and accomplish more, in order to survive. And perhaps what helps us do that is a built-in, easily triggered sense of … uneasiness.
Yes, uneasiness, or whatever else we want to call it. Dissatisfaction. Worry. The longing for something more. The sense that things aren’t okay, or — if they ARE okay in the moment — the sense of how they might go wrong in the future. Focusing on what we don’t have rather than…
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