Walk into a waiting room. What do you see? Heads bowed over
cell phones. Eyes glued to images on tiny screens. Fingers roving and flicking.
Most do this. Almost all young people do, from 5 to 35.
And silence. The room is quiet with bodies hunched over
phones.
Waiting rooms used to contain 10 to 20 people waiting their
names to be called. Next! The room had small children gabbing, rustling around
with crayons or pencils on paper hurriedly given by moms to keep them quiet,
engaged. The adults scrambled for reading material, anything that
would save them from staring vacantly into space, or idly scanning the faces of
others in the room. Don’t get caught looking! It was considered rude. A quick
smile could cover only a small bit of the embarrassment.
Aging in place I scan my phone, too. I look first at phone
calls I missed, then messages left for my
return. Then to email. Flip through these, deleting the ads and junk
items. Saving the messages that I know will require detailed responses. The other
contents I open and read, adjust the calendar as requested, or send brief
responses.
Still more time to kill? On to Facebook and see who responded or commented on my posts. Then a scroll of new material left on
FB.
Soon 20 minutes has been consumed and my name is called; I
go in to see the doctor, therapist or phlebotomist.
Classrooms are the same. The early bird students have arrived and consumed
with their phones. Soon the room is filled with phone divers and the professor
arrives and we begin. Eerily silent the room has been. Phones had the attention
of their owners.
Idle conversation with these same people is rare these days.
But if, for some odd reason, a chat begins, watch where it goes. Dig a little
for more information on what they are thinking. Engage them in their view of
whatever. You might be surprised to learn they are engaged with life, career,
school or other interests that produce a full view of their busy lives.
Do you counsel teenagers? Do you teach them? Do you spend
any time with this age group? If you do, what’s on their minds? Do you delve
into their interests and wonderings? What are they thinking? What are their
yearnings for the future? Are they thinking of such things? or is their
attention more immediate?
I think you will find – if you give them but a chance – they
have much on their minds. Fertile ideas leap from them and give me pause to think
on them. These kids are alive with points of view, some of which are startling
to us older people. Did we think about such things when we were their age? Minds
flash back 30, 40 or 50 years to ponder that question. Some of us were
serious minded. Some of us played with ideas and history and conclusions
of the day. Each a jumping-off point for more thinking or study, to determine
what ‘ought to be’.
So, here we are in the today of 2018. Many of us worry about
the future of our nation, our culture and our families. Will succeeding
generations be up to the job of survival and success? Will they rise to
challenges – both good and bad? Will they need to fight wars over and over to prove power or ideology? Will they invent new
technology, products and services clamoring markets need? Will they reinvent
our culture and spread it throughout the land? Will their quiet now burst forth
with expanding, explosive new jobs, and economies?
Reinvention. Of self and culture. Not a face lift but a
full-on remake and creation of perspectives, world views, et.al. Are their
glimpses today of such pending developments?
Yes. It is in the minds of current
phone-divers, the budding entrepreneurs yearning to build their own business,
working in a basement or garage or attic. They are thinking
and piecing together new understandings of the evolving contexts of life. They are
the inventor geniuses at work today. Very much under the radar. But present
just the same.
I have a positive outlook for the future. I have grand kids
who think and express themselves. They play music, invent music, perform arted
expressions. I work with teenagers overwhelmed by cultures they do not yet
understand but are searching for an anchor; we steer them away from drugs and
alcohol.
And I work with entrepreneurs dreaming of their own
activities that will support livelihoods of value – both financial and
intrinsic.
Those of you who expose yourself to these buds of
culture see what I see. Our culture is alive and well,
reproducing itself in new ways and directions. What will be is yet unknown but
the misty architecture of greatness takes shape. I sense it and see it
imperfectly. I know it is there.
So I am positive about the future. Among us are souls
working to break free. Creative minds inventing new futures for all of us to
benefit from.
Come look from my perch at the world. It is exciting. It is
expansive. It is hope.
The horrors and worries of this day will pass and be
replaced by the new realities of hope. I wish you to witness this. I hope you
are part of this.
July 9, 2018
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