Hunting for Rabbits

I’ve been reading a lot lately about the human condition to search.

To search for happiness, to search for love.
To search for meaning.
To search for satisfaction, to search for validation.
To search for wealth, to search for ways to reach a certain status quo.

To search, to search, to search.

We all do it; it’s part of the human condition.

The more I digest this information and the more I observe my own desire to search for the bigger and the better, it’s becoming clear that WHAT we search for is not the point, and it most probably won’t make us satisfied in the long run.
I think it comes down to WHY we are searching.

What is causing this underlying desire to search? What is missing within US that makes us look for relief from outside sources?

Big question.

I suppose it comes down to self-observation to narrow down our inner desire to search.
Which is no easy feat in this day and age – we are bombarded with information and noise overload 24 hours a day. Doesn’t leave much room for inner reflection I reckon.

But sometimes, if we’re quiet, we can hear and see what precipitates the urge to fill a perceived void. Even if just for a moment.
It’s a bit scary I think, because we get a clear view of what unfinished business we are carrying around inside of ourselves that is causing the unease. The unrest. The discomfort.

If we look at it this way, we must accept that we have some work to do on ourselves.

And that’s tough, right?

Much easier to look for a new pair of shoes, a new lover, a new job, a new investment, whatever does it for you.

Thing is, the temporary satisfaction we get from these outside fillers is just that – temporary. Filler.

And we return to feeling that something’s missing again and again. And in turn, we busy ourselves with outside "distractions" to fill the void again and again.
Wash, rinse, repeat.

I think it takes a lot of courage to face one’s own self. Our faults, our shortcomings, our inner feelings of inadequacy, our fears.
But the more I think about it, the more I think that once we do this, we won’t have a choice but to accept it and deal with it.
The result, naturally, would be a seriously decreased need to search for something we won’t ever fully find in the outside world anyways.

Perhaps then, the things/people/situations that are truly meant for us in this life would come to us? No searching involved.

Sounds good in theory, looks good on paper, but probably one of the hardest things any one of us will ever try and truly master.

There ya go kids.
Stick that in the refrigerator and let it marinate overnight.