Showing posts with label Stoicism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stoicism. Show all posts

Monday, 4 May 2020

Seneca, On Leisure


Ad [Serenum] de otio (To Serenus on Leisure) Translated by Timothy Chandler
Stoicism is a practical philosophy of action (similar to Karma Yoga) geared toward serving a cosmopolitan ideal (similar to the ideal of universal brother/sisterhood). Why does Seneca then praise leisure? For one thing, one needs a balanced mind for an active life of service, hence times of study are necessary. Secondly, as Seneca has experienced, life can be full of misfortunes that prevent one from active participation. Therefore, more contemplative pursuits become necessary. Hence this essay becomes a kind of discussion on the balance between action and contemplation and their complementary relationship
Value of Leisure
… by force of popular opinion they promote vices to us. Even if we try no other medicine, withdrawal in itself will be beneficial: we will be better when alone. Moreover, then we may withdraw among the best men and choose some example towards which we may turn our lives. This only comes about in leisure: then it is possible to maintain what pleases once and for all, where no-one interrupts who would pervert a still weak judgement with popular assistance; then life can go forward with one even, steady course [tenor], life, which we tear apart with the most contradictory purposes. For among all other evils, it is the worst when we change the vices themselves. Thus we do not even succeed in this, namely, persisting with a vice that is already familiar. One thing after another pleases then troubles us, because our judgements are not only incorrect but also fickle. We are tossed about and clutch at one thing after another, we cast aside what we sought, seek again what we cast aside, oscillating between our desire and remorse. For we depend entirely upon the judgements of others and that seems best to us which many seek and praise, rather than that which should be sought or praised; nor do we judge a route good or bad of itself, but by the crowd of one-directional footprints. (1,1)
Reasons for non-active participation
If the commonwealth is so corrupt that it cannot be helped, if it is overrun with evils, the sage will not strive against trifles nor will he be useful if he expends himself for nothing. If he has too little influence [auctoritas] or power [uires], the commonwealth will not allow him to act; if illness impedes him, just as he would not launch a worn-out ship onto the sea, and just as he would not enlist himself for military service if a cripple, so he would not embark on a journey which he knows to be unwieldy. Therefore even one for whom all the options are still open is able, before he has experienced any bad weather, to remain in safety and commit himself continuously to liberal studies [boni artes] and spend his leisure freely, a cultivator of virtues, which can be practised even by those farthest from public life. Of course, this leisure is spent by a man so that he may (if possible) benefit many men, and if not, a few, if not then, those closest to him, and if not then, himself. For when he makes himself beneficial to the rest of society he performs a public service [negotium]. Just as one who makes himself worse not only harms himself but also all those to whom he may have been useful had he made himself better, so anyone who serves himself well, by this very act benefits others because he provides that which will benefit them. (3,3)
Think globally, act locally
We should try to comprehend two commonwealths: one great and truly common to all, by which gods and men are held together and in which we should not look for this or that out-of-the-way place but the boundaries of a city as measured by the course of the sun; and another in which we are included by accident of birth, which may be that of the Athenians or of the Carthaginians or any other city which does not reach out to include all men but only specific ones. Certain individuals give service to both commonwealths at the same time, to the greater and to the lesser; some only to the lesser, others only to the greater. We can serve devotedly this greater commonwealth even in leisure, or indeed probably better in leisure, for then might we contemplate what virtue is, … (4, 1)
Inquiring minds have a sense of wonder
Will this not have been proved if each individual asks himself how much he desires to know the unknown? how excited he becomes at every tale? Some set sail and bear steadfastly the toils of the farthest wandering for the sole reward of learning something hidden and distant. Such a thing brings people together for spectacles, drives them to pry open hidden things, to inquire after secrets, to uncover the past, to hear of the ways of savage peoples. Nature has given us a curious temperament and, conscious of its own skill and beauty, has made us the viewers of such great and spectacular things; for nature would lose the pleasure of itself if so great, so brilliant, so finely wrought, so shining and so diversely beautiful things were displayed in solitude.  (5, 1)
In order to know that it wanted to be gazed upon and not merely glanced at, look at the place which it has given us: it has placed us in the central part of itself and given us a surrounding view of everything; it has not just made man upright, but also, intending to make him fit for contemplation, so that he can follow the gliding constellations as they rise and fall and spread his gaze around the whole thing, it has made an uplifted head for him and placed it on a flexible neck; then bringing forth six star-signs per day and six per night, it has revealed to view no insignificant part of itself, so that through these things which it has produced for his eyes it rouses keen interest in all the rest. For we do not behold all things, nor the full extent of things, but our sight reveals to itself a path of investigation and lays the foundations for truth, so that inquiry may cross from the manifest to the obscure and discover something more ancient than this world itself:…. Therefore, I live in accordance with nature if I have given myself wholly to it, if I am an admirer and servant of it. Nature, however, wants me to do two things, both to act and to be free for contemplation: I do both, since indeed there is no contemplation without action. (5, 4)
Balanced life, balanced mind
It is important that you participate in political life with a balanced frame of mind, or you would always have no peace of mind and never take any time for yourself by which your attention may pass from the human to the divine. Just as desiring things without any love of virtues, just as toiling alone without cultivating ability, is hardly commendable (for those things ought to be brought together and mixed), so virtue given up to leisure without action is an imperfect and idle good, never showing what it has learnt. Who denies that virtue ought to try its progress out in action and not just deliberate on what is to be done, but also, at last, act decisively and make real [ad uerum perducere] what has been contemplated? But if through wisdom itself there is no delay, if a doer is not missing but things to be done are, surely you allow such a man to be by himself? 
In what frame of mind does the sage withdraw to leisure? In the knowledge that he may there benefit posterity too with the things he is about to do. (6, 1)
Action, contemplation, pleasure
Moreover, there are three kinds of life, and the best of these is usually sought: one is devoted to pleasure, the second to contemplation and the third to action. In the first place, however, when we put aside the philosophical disputes, put aside the hatred, my statement does not actually reconcile with those following these different courses;  
for we may see how all three kinds of life—under this name or that—come to the same thing: he who sanctions pleasure is not without contemplation, he who is devoted to contemplation is not without pleasure, and he who sets his life for action is not without contemplation. (7, 1)
Searching for the ideal society
If I wanted to survey each one, I would find none that can endure the sage and none that the sage can endure. But if that commonwealth which we imagine for ourselves cannot be found, leisure turns out to be necessary for all, because the one thing that could have been preferred to leisure is nonexistent. If someone tells me to sail on the course that is best, then says not to sail on the sea where shipwrecks tend to occur and sudden storms often arise that tear the pilot off-course, unless I am mistaken, this man forbids me to set sail, however much he praises sailing.… (8, 4)

Monday, 6 April 2020

Seneca - On the Shortness of Life


Seneca the Younger (c. 4 BC – AD 65),[1] fully Lucius Annaeus Seneca and also known simply as Seneca, was a Roman Stoic philosopher, statesman, dramatist, and—in one work—satirist of the Silver Age of Latin literature. As a writer Seneca is known for his philosophical works, and for his plays, which are all tragedies. His prose works include a dozen essays and one hundred twenty-four letters dealing with moral issues. These writings constitute one of the most important bodies of primary material for ancient Stoicism. As a tragedian, he is best known for plays such as his Medea, Thyestes, and Phaedra. Seneca's influence on later generations is immense—during the Renaissance he was "a sage admired and venerated as an oracle of moral, even of Christian edification; a master of literary style and a model [for] dramatic art."
In this short, lively and insightful essay (translated by John W. Basore), Seneca contrasts the busy, active, extroverted materialistic life with the serene, contemplative, simple, philosophical introverted life in trying to determine how to live one’s live in giving priority to what is essential. Reflections of how we perceive time is an important consideration. Perhaps if we weren’t so involved in so many vain and fruitless distractions, we would be less anxious about wasting time and learn to appreciate every moment of time at its proper value. He presents a kind of mindfulness that cautions against constantly being caught in a fleeting present that distracts in constant feverish movement and encourages a more serene directing of one’s consciousness according to a deeper sense of concentration on what is essential. For this, the study of the great spiritual thinkers and philosophers is of the utmost importance.
It is not that we have a short space of time, but that we waste much of it. Life is long enough, and it has been given in sufficiently generous measure to allow the accomplishment of the very greatest things if the whole of it is well invested. But when it is squandered in luxury and carelessness, when it is devoted to no good end, forced at last by the ultimate necessity we perceive that it has passed away before we were aware that it was passing. (1)

So it is—the life we receive is not short, but we make it so, nor do we have any lack of it, but are wasteful of it. Just as great and princely wealth is scattered in a moment when it comes into the hands of a bad owner, while wealth however limited, if it is entrusted to a good guardian, increases by use, so our life is amply long for him who orders it properly. (1)

Look back in memory and consider when you ever had a fixed plan, how few days have passed as you had intended, when you were ever at your own disposal, when your face ever wore its natural expression, when your mind was ever unperturbed, what work you have achieved in so long a life, how many have robbed you of life when you were not aware of what you were losing, how much was taken up in useless sorrow, in foolish joy, in greedy desire, in the allurements of society, how little of yourself was left to you; you will perceive that you are dying before your season!” What, then, is the reason of this? You live as if you were destined to live forever, no thought of your frailty ever enters your head, of how much time has already gone by you take no heed. You squander time as if you drew from a full and abundant supply, though all the while that day which you bestow on some person or thing is perhaps your last. You have all the fears of mortals and all the desires of immortals.(3)

You will hear many men saying: “After my fiftieth year I shall retire into leisure, my sixtieth year shall release me from public duties.” And what guarantee, pray, have you that your life will last longer? Who will suffer your course to be just as you plan it? Are you not ashamed to reserve for yourself only the remnant of life, and to set apart for wisdom only that time which cannot be devoted to any business? How late it is to begin to live just when we must cease to live! What foolish forgetfulness of mortality to postpone wholesome plans to the fiftieth and sixtieth year, and to intend to begin life at a point to which few have attained! (3)

Finally, everybody agrees that no one pursuit can be successfully followed by a man who is preoccupied with many things—eloquence cannot, nor the liberal studies—since the mind, when distracted, takes in nothing very deeply, but rejects everything that is, as it were, crammed into it. There is nothing the busy man is less busied with than living: there is nothing that is harder to learn. Of the other arts there are many teachers everywhere; some of them we have seen that mere boys have mastered so thoroughly that they could even play the master. It takes the whole of life to learn how to live, and—what will perhaps make you wonder more—it takes the whole of life to learn how to die. (7)

Everyone hurries his life on and suffers from a yearning for the future and a weariness of the present. But he who bestows all of his time on his own needs, who plans out every day as if it were his last, neither longs for nor fears the morrow. For what new pleasure is there that any hour can now bring? They are all known, all have been enjoyed to the full. Mistress Fortune may deal out the rest as she likes; his life has already found safety. Something may be added to it, but nothing taken from it, and he will take any addition as the man who is satisfied and filled takes the food which he does not desire and yet can hold. (7)

And so there is no reason for you to think that any man has lived long because he has grey hairs or wrinkles; he has not lived long—he has existed long. For what if you should think that that man had had a long voyage who had been caught by a fierce storm as soon as he left harbour, and, swept hither and thither by a succession of winds that raged from different quarters, had been driven in a circle around the same course? Not much voyaging did he have, but much tossing about. (7)

But see how these same people clasp the knees of physicians if they fall ill and the danger of death draws nearer, see how ready they are, if threatened with capital punishment, to spend all their possessions in order to live! So great is the inconsistency of their feelings. But if each one could have the number of his future years set before him as is possible in the case of the years that have passed, how alarmed those would be who saw only a few remaining, how sparing of them would they be! And yet it is easy to dispense an amount that is assured, no matter how small it may be; but that must be guarded more carefully which will fail you know not when. (8)

And yet this is the part of our time that is sacred and set apart, put beyond the reach of all human mishaps, and removed from the dominion of Fortune, the part which is disquieted by no want, by no fear, by no attacks of disease; this can neither be troubled nor be snatched away—it is an everlasting and unanxious possession. The present offers only one day at a time, and each by minutes; but all the days of past time will appear when you bid them, they will suffer you to behold them and keep them at your will—a thing which those who are engrossed have no time to do. The mind that is untroubled and tranquil has the power to roam into all the parts of its life; but the minds of the engrossed, just as if weighted by a yoke, cannot turn and look behind. And so their life vanishes into an abyss; and as it does no good, no matter how much water you pour into a vessel, if there is no bottom to receive and hold it, so with time—it makes no difference how much is given; if there is nothing for it to settle upon, it passes out through the chinks and holes of the mind.  (10)

Present time is very brief, so brief, indeed, that to some there seems to be none; for it is always in motion, it ever flows and hurries on; it ceases to be before it has come, and can no more brook delay than the firmament or the stars, whose ever unresting movement never lets them abide in the same track. The engrossed, therefore, are concerned with present time alone, and it is so brief that it cannot be grasped, and even this is filched away from them, distracted as they are among many things. (10)

But for those whose life is passed remote from all business, why should it not be ample? None of it is assigned to another, none of it is scattered in this direction and that, none of it is committed to Fortune, none of it perishes from neglect, none is subtracted by wasteful giving, none of it is unused; the whole of it, so to speak, yields income. And so, however small the amount of it, it is abundantly sufficient, and therefore, whenever his last day shall come, the wise man will not hesitate to go to meet death with steady step. (11)

Of all men they alone are at leisure who take time for philosophy, they alone really live; for they are not content to be good guardians of their own lifetime only. They annex ever age to their own; all the years that have gone ore them are an addition to their store. Unless we are most ungrateful, all those men, glorious fashioners of holy thoughts, were born for us; for us they have prepared a way of life. By other men’s labours we are led to the sight of things most beautiful that have been wrested from darkness and brought into light; from no age are we shut out, we have access to all ages, and if it is our wish, by greatness of mind, to pass beyond the narrow limits of human weakness, there is a great stretch of time through which we may roam. We may argue with Socrates, we may doubt with Carneades, find peace with Epicurus, overcome human nature with the Stoics, exceed it with the Cynics. Since Nature allows us to enter into fellowship with every age, why should we not turn from this paltry and fleeting span of time and surrender ourselves with all our soul to the past, which is boundless, which is eternal, which we share with our betters? (14)

Do you retire to these quieter, safer, greater things! Think you that it is just the same whether you are concerned in having corn from oversea poured into the granaries, unhurt either by the dishonesty or the neglect of those who transport it, in seeing that it does not become heated and spoiled by collecting moisture and tallies in weight and measure, or whether you enter upon these sacred and lofty studies with the purpose of discovering what substance, what pleasure, what mode of life, what shape God has; what fate awaits your soul; where Nature lays us to rest When we are freed from the body; what the principle is that upholds all the heaviest matter in the centre of this world, suspends the light on high, carries fire to the topmost part, summons the stars to their proper changes—and ether matters, in turn, full of mighty wonders? You really must leave the ground and turn your mind’s eye upon these things! Now while the blood is hot, we must enter with brisk step upon the better course. In this kind of life there awaits much that is good to know—the love and practice of the virtues, forgetfulness of the passions, knowledge of living and dying, and a life of deep repose. (19)
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Friday, 21 October 2016

Seneca's Daily Examination of Conscience

From the great Roman Stoic Philosopher, Seneca; one of the big three, along with Plutarch and Cicero, of Western Moral Philosophy. These three authors were indispensable reading in the West for over a thousand years and did so much to inculcate the refinements of culture and civilisation throughout Europe and America.

All our sense should be educated into strength: they are naturally able to endure much, provided that the spirit forbears to spoil them. The spirit ought to be brought up for examination daily. It was the custom of Sextius when the day was over, and he had betaken himself to rest, to inquire of his spirit: ‘’What bad habit of yours have you cured today? What vice have you checked? In what respect are you better?’’ Anger will cease, and become more gentle, if it knows that every day it will have to appear before the judgment seat.

What can be more admirable than this fashion of discussing the whole of the day’s events? How sweet is the sleep which follows this self-examination? How calm, how sound, and careless is it when our spirit has either received praise or reprimand, and when our secret inquisitor and censor has made his report about our morals? I makes use of this privilege, and daily plead my cause before myself: when the lamp is taken out of my sight, and my wife, who knows my habit, has ceased to talk, I pass the whole day in review before myself and repeat all that I have said and done: I conceal nothing from myself, and omit nothing: for why should I be afraid of any of my shortcomings, when it is in my power to say, ‘’I pardon you this time: see that you never do that anymore?

In that dispute you spoke too contentiously: do not for the future argue with ignorant people: those who have never been taught are unwilling to learn. You reprimanded that man with more freedom than you ought, and consequently you have offended him instead of amending his ways: in dealing with other cases of the kind, you should look carefully, not only to the truth of what you say, but also whether the person to whom you speak can bear to be told the truth.’’ A good man delights in receiving advice: all the worst men are the most impatient of guidance. (On Anger 3,36)


ps. there is a bit of a Seneca revival these days, check out what all the fuss is about:
http://www.nybooks.com/articles/2014/10/09/how-stoical-was-seneca/
http://press.uchicago.edu/ucp/books/series/CWLAS.html
https://www.amazon.com/Seneca-Six-Pack-Essential-Texts/dp/1530106311/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1477248587&sr=8-2&keywords=lucius+Seneca
https://www.amazon.com/Lucius-Annaeus-Seneca/e/B000APHM5G/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1477248664&sr=8-2-ent