So I’ve been struggling with a thought these last three days. If my goal as an occultist is to infuse the sacred into the everyday, then should my daily struggles be sacred. Should the drudgery of my life be holy. I watched a German film years ago, called Enlightenment Guaranteed. The film was about two German brothers at a Buddhist monastery tourist retreat in Japan. And one of the things that they must learn to do is to do their chores. And although it is never stated outright, the point seems to be what Jiro argued in the film Jiro Dreams of Sushi: “Once you decide on your occupation… you must immerse yourself in your work. You have to fall in love with your work. Never complain about your job. You must dedicate your life to mastering your skill. That’s the secret of success… and is the key to being regarded honorably.”
This rankles me. Because I do not like my occupation. But the thought does not go away. My mind keeps saying, “this makes sense.”
Of course, I did not choose that profession. I accepted it because I needed income to pay for food and shelter. And this seems to be the point of disconnect. But is there a way to square this circle? I do not know, but I will keep considering it.
Professor Harbinger's School for Villains 