Showing posts with label Philosophy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Philosophy. Show all posts

Monday, April 24, 2023

Rollo May on Kierkegaard

We can understand Kierkegaard’s ideas on the relation between guilt and anxiety only by emphasizing that he is always speaking of anxiety in its relation to creativity. Because it is possible to create — creating one’s self, willing to be one’s self, as well as creating in all the innumerable daily activities (and these are two phases of the same process) — one has anxiety. One would have no anxiety if there were no possibility whatever. Now creating, actualizing one’s possibilities, always involves negative as well as positive aspects. It always involves destroying the status quo, destroying old patterns within oneself, progressively destroying what one has clung to from childhood on, and creating new and original forms and ways of living. If one does not do this, one is refusing to grow, refusing to avail himself of his possibilities; one is shirking his responsibility to himself. Hence refusal to actualize one’s possibilities brings guilt toward one’s self. But creating also means destroying the status quo of one’s environment, breaking the old forms; it means producing something new and original in human relations as well as in cultural forms (e.g., the creativity of the artist). Thus every experience of creativity has its potentiality of aggression or denial toward other persons in one’s environment or established patterns within one’s self. To put the matter figuratively, in every experience of creativity something in the past is killed that something new in the present may be born. Hence, for Kierkegaard, guilt feeling is always a concomitant of anxiety: both are aspects of experiencing and actualizing possibility. The more creative the person, he held, the more anxiety and guilt are potentially present.

Friday, November 4, 2022

Happiness is not to be achieved at the command of emotional whims. Happiness is not the satisfaction of whatever irrational wishes you might blindly attempt to indulge. Happiness is a state of non-contradictory joy—a joy without penalty or guilt, a joy that does not clash with any of your values and does not work for your own destruction, not the joy of escaping from your mind, but of using your mind’s fullest power, not the joy of faking reality, but of achieving values that are real, not the joy of a drunkard, but of a producer. Happiness is possible only to a rational man, the man who desires nothing but rational goals, seeks nothing but rational values and finds his joy in nothing but rational actions. 

Just as I support my life, neither by robbery nor alms, but by my own effort, so I do not seek to derive my happiness from the injury or the favor of others, but earn it by my own achievement.
 
 

Monday, April 29, 2019

Seneca


Our entire life is made up of parts, with larger circles enclosing smaller ones. There is one which contains and surrounds all the rest; this extends from our day of birth to our final day. Another envelops the years of our youth. One cordons off all of our childhood in its circuit. Then there is a single year, containing in itself all the seasons by whose multiplication life is made up. A month is encircled in a narrower circle. The smallest revolution of all is made up of a day, but even here we go from beginning to end, from sunrise to sunset…Some say that a single day is equal to all days in resemblance, for even the longest stretch of time includes nothing that you cannot find in a single day namely light and darkness, and as we go on to eternity days make these changes more numerous but no different, whether they are longer or more extended. So each day should be ordered as if it were the last in the line, as if it finished off one’s life and made it complete.