What role does dissatisfaction play in our lives?
Here’s some pondering I have been doing recently. Sit back in the summer heat and ruminate on this with me…
Complacency has a negative connotation, right? We are told not to be complacent: it’s a sign of stasis. But when I investigate what the opposite of complacency is, I come across words like dissatisfaction. Which is odd. If we aren’t supposed to be complacent, and the opposite of complacent is dissatisfied, then this tells us we are supposed to be dissatisfied. (The transitive property of attitude, perhaps.)
Dissatisfaction is indeed a motivating force. Over the course of generations, dissatisfaction with the status quo has helped effect necessary change on countless fronts. It has upended systems of tyranny and liberated whole swaths of people. It has transformed lives on an individual level as well. What role has it played in your own life? What has dissatisfaction prompted you to do?
On the other hand, dissatisfaction can become its own form of status quo. We can always find things to be dissatisfied about, can’t we? If one antonym of dissatisfaction is complacency, another seems to be gratitude. How might dissatisfaction be misguiding you? What false narrative might it be telling you right now?
Where do we find the balance between dissatisfaction as an agent for good and dissatisfaction as an agent for woe? Toward which side are you currently tipping?