Last night I went to my painting class and when I arrived, my teacher informed me that she had gotten engaged and was moving to Pennsylvania...not that second of course. I asked to see the ring and commented, honestly, on how beautiful it is (yes, guys, this is important to do) and told her I was happy for her. (Of course when the other two women came in for class, I realized I still don't quite know what it means to a woman to get engaged, they were overjoyed and touched.)
Anyway, before we hit the canvas (artistically speaking) we struck up a dialog about what it means to become a "responsible adult". It started when we talked about deciding to get married and what it means in terms of one's maturity. I asked what it means to be a responsible adult.
The first thing that came out was financial independence. Next they talked about breaking free from dependence, understanding and embracing that I'm responsible for myself now. Sort of code talk for breaking free from our parents.
Quickly, however, the definition switched fields to things beyond what "stresses" us out like financial responsibilities (of course I noted that it was the first thing that came out). Fundamentally, it's the recognition that I am responsible for myself and my welfare. It's about moving towards our goals and being a productive and happy person on a day to day basis, after all we're not children anymore we're smarter.
Yes, I spoke up if you're wondering. I think the wisest most mature individuals in the world are infants. I understand that the collective energy is channeled towards responsibility being the domain of older folks (who strangely enough came up with the saying that youth is wasted on the young...but anyhoo). I get that a child cannot provide for him or her self, so I am responsible to provide for Zoe.
A responsible adult may be accepted, respected and widely well-regarded and that may feel good, but said adult may not be happy. For one thing, sentiment can turn quickly, just ask Mel Gibson. A responsible adult may be smart but far from wise. A responsible adult may be successful but feel empty.
I asked the group, in a final move of staying off track, whether they thought that Jesus Christ was a responsible adult. After a brief silence that often follows questions that I ask, we agreed that he was, but didn't really go much further.
I think he was because he was pure love. He wasn't accepted, respected or even well-regarded in a lot of circles....just ask Mel Gibson. He wasn't seen as smart or successful per se. But he did take full responsibility for himself by living of pure love.
That is what it means to be a responsible adult in my opinion, embracing my divinity blossoming in the light of pure love. Gee, that sounds an awful lot like an infant. A being that speaks his or her truth without the aid of libations...just ask Mel Gibson, he's a responsible adult, right?