“Become a content machine.”
(That’s what I remember the ad saying.)
What do they mean? Would a machine ever be content? Can one really manifest contentment on demand?
My train of thought these days often meanders toward thoughts about how to be more efficient and productive while also creating space for deep thought and compassion, allowing time for relationships and creativity. I don’t think that’s what the ad was about, though.
We can mechanize a lot of things, but contentment isn’t one of them. We can be trained and follow procedures and schedules for creating optimized content, but our path toward manifesting contentment involves an ongoing process. Even if we make it our goal to become one heckuva content person, I don’t think it computes to just wake up and churn out contentment.
But if we could . . . perhaps it would look like
waking up in the morning, scanning the world and our surroundings and realizing there is enough for us all;
living into my vocation, meeting the world’s need with my joy;
surviving the journey through pain and sorrow without losing hope;
remembering to give thanks, to be grateful, and to pay it forward on occasion;
knowing that it’s not always about me but that I always have a choice.
We could be content machines, and maybe we are; only our programming has gotten corrupt. It stretches my imagination and reminds me of conversations with my husband about artificial intelligence, which leads to an endless round of questioning and theorizing (and topics for another day). Thankfully, each day is a kind of reboot to our system, each morning a fresh start, and that is good for us all.