It is a little word that can have a big impact on our lives – bored. I was listening to an article on the radio today that was tracing back the origin of the word. It appears that it was first used by Charles Dickens and then became popular to highlight the change in the world to a more industrialised society. Although the feeling it describes can be traced much further back to the Ancient Greeks.
As children we used to say it all the time, ‘mum I’m bored’, and there were the usual cries of ‘no I don’t want to do that it is boring’. But when was the last time that you talked about being bored, and was it linked to a particular subject or was it an exclamation about your life?
We all have to do things that we don’t enjoy. We may label this as boring activity when really we mean it is just something that we don’t like to do. A really boring task is one that is repetitive and needs no thought attached to it. It is the kind of task that previous generations had to deal with working in factories, but is less likely to be faced by us in 2016.
Being bored with life is a much more complex thing. I can appreciate that people need some ‘down time’ but that is time for quiet contemplation, reflection and recovering from a busy life. It cannot be classified as boredom. Boredom is when you are disinterested in life and for me involves a level of apathy. We have the ability to make the changes needed to ensure that boredom does not creep into our lives.
I have so much going on in my life, so much to be grateful for, and so much that I enjoy doing that I can never imagine saying I am bored again.