A life of wonder denied for many

Are you seeking security or adventure?

Are you seeking security or adventure? For some reason our society has become a bit divisive, it’s either one or another, without allowing anything in between.


Western leaders say we shouldn’t judge by culture or disability, but look around: people get silenced online for speaking out, or labeled ‘crazy’ for a diagnosis like I once was.


I was told I’d never work because of a wrong diagnosis—schizophrenia, they said. It wasn’t true, but the label stuck, like poverty sticks to kids born in the wrong place. We judge too fast, and it steals people’s wonder.


We’re told to chase happiness, but what is it? A big house? A perfect job? Money? In Europe, where most people are getting poorer, it feels like a lie we’re sold every day.


What life can you chase when times are so hard? Ordinary people can’t afford holidays, sometimes even food for their kids.


In such a social reality where we find ourselves in more despair each day, it isn’t very smart to dwell about whether one should pursue a life of security or a life of adventure. Life is an adventure from the moment we are able to make our own decisions about our own life. We make the decision about how to live it every single day, when you are privileged.

Should you stop in the park to pick up dirt left by someone else? Should you apply for the job of your dreams, but not proceed due the feeling of insecurity? Should you stop and help an elderly person to cross the street, or walk away, assuming someone else will do it?


Life is, by definition, an adventure. It is simply amazing. So many choices to make, countries to visit, languages to learn, fall in and our of love, make kids, get a dog, try different food, make friends, read books, have long conversations with your friends – all is possible only when one has security as a base.


But look around: almost no one is secure nowadays. In the UK, class splits people like a knife. Kids born in ghettos drop out of school at twelve, thinking they’re nothing. Parents cry because they can’t buy food or pay for heat. How can you dream of adventure when you’re just trying to survive?


Life should be an adventure—learning, loving, exploring. But without security, it’s just survival. What can we do to give everyone a chance at wonder, not just the lucky few?



6 responses to “A life of wonder denied for many”

  1. Appreciated words, my friend. That balance between security and adventure truly shapes how life feels. When essentials are missing, adventure turns into mere survival. It’s a reminder that creating fairer spaces for all isn’t just kindness — it’s what lets everyone dream, explore, and live with dignity.
    Namaste
    Philo

    1. Thanks for your comment, Philo!
      Yes, one needs some solid foundation to have an adventure, though I lived in 4 different countries where I had to build things from scratch without stability. I finally, as it seems, found stability but my brain pushes me now for more adventures.

      1. Agree, what you said, my friend.

  2. I have been struggling between risk and safety for a while now and even then some things you can’t run away from. Great article! I’ve followed your blog for a long time before this is just a new account/project of mine. Take care!

    1. Thank you so much for following me- so nice to hear!
      You take care too!

  3. I’m sorry to come so late to this post. I wanted to feel relaxed before I read it.

    Life on this planet is not a very safe affair. Some think that the challenges of climate, community, transportation, wildlife and so forth are quite enough if not too much for most people. On top of this we have war, crime and insanity. At least my group is trying to handle those added burdens.

    Many see government as the obvious guarantor of security in the community. But that has never worked out well. Most governments seem, when it comes down to it, to not really have the answers.

    Hubbard teaches that the highest form of security lies within us, in our own senses of our abilities to cope with life and protect ourselves from harm. So there are at least two routes to security – one through improving sanity in the community (government) and the other in improving ourselves.

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I am a doctor of philosophy, a university lecturer, and a lover of cats, fine wine, dancing, theatre, and human eccentricity. I was born in the Soviet Union (Moscow). I am fluent in four languages, and have spent all my adult life studying (except from 18 to 19) working and living throughout Western Europe. Despite a surname-Netchitailova- that translates from Russian into English as “unreadable”, my greatest passions in life are reading and writing. My personal struggles have made me appreciate the manifestations of weirdness that exist everywhere.

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