The Making of a Moral Compass
A recent post by Laura Irwin got the writing genie excited. It was about character and that character still matters.
What is Character?
Looked this up on google and the definition is “the mental and moral qualities distinctive to an individual”
The writing genie latched on to the moral qualities distinctive to an individual. It would seem that all of us are in possession of moral qualities. How we arrive at the moral qualities that we espouse is a journey in itself.
We are born without any clue about morals or a moral compass. Over the years some develop a pronounced moral compass, while others may come to the end of life with no such thing.
Upbringing
What is role modeled and instilled in us as we grow up will be the foundation of our moral compass. In my case, the Gandhian principles of simplicity, service and truth took center stage. My parents were not fussed about adhering to religious customs or going to the temple. In fact, Dad was at a loss to understand why folk were all vegetarian in the Jaffna peninsula for the Nallur ( Murugan ) temple festival. We could feel the disapproving eyes of the public as we pulled up in the car to buy fish during this time. It also taught me to be a non conformist and walk my own path as long as I was not impinging on anyone else.
Sayings that were in over use at our house were “Beggars can't be choosers” and “ Rolling stones gather no moss” Hence, I was never into demanding anything from and refrained from wanting to go loafing with my parents. Luckily for me, I was a minimalist at an early age and my Uncle, who was a top cop, took me along with his kids, when he traveled around his area of command. I continued to have a very strong travel bug, regardless of the consequences of gathering no moss. My moral compass now has conniptions if I contemplate indulging myself or ignore people who ask for help. Such is the effect of my parents on my moral compass.
My grandmother, was a wise owl. I would be questioned how I contributed to childhood squabbles . She never took my side, but wanted to know what I would do differently next time the same situation came up. It happened often enough, that when a squabble broke out with my cousin, I would think of the answers I needed to provide my grandmother. This became tedious, so I refrained from squabbling. Even now, if I meet interesting people who have an aggressive stance, my first reaction is , am I causing this.
Seems like my moral compass, was well and truly taking shape by the time I headed into my teens.
Seeing and experiencing events
My grandmother, provided many opportunities for the moral compass to take hold. A relative who was into drinking, beat his family. The wife and children would high tail it to my grandmother's and hide behind her small frame. The relative chased them but would come to a screeching halt when confronted by Grandma. He would turn quickly and scarper before she opened her mouth.
On other occasions, she would pull up folk who were failing in the filial duties. Usually as a result of wives not liking their parents in law. She was quite a fair minded lady, and didn't hesitate to pull up either gender.
I am not as vigorous in pulling up of folk, but have a strong sense of standing for justice. Interesting when I do my granny’s trick of asking about how folk contribute to a sorry situation. Some get defensive, some thoughtful and some just vamoose. ( Unlike granny, I am not in hot pursuit)
Adversity
The civil war in Sri Lanka occupied 30 years of my life. To write about it will take a book. For me, it taught resilience, hunger, tolerance, compassion and courage. These I know are not moral but mental qualities that have stood me in great stead and built my character to a great extent. I am grateful for this, though very sad, that so many had to suffer for so long.
This life event together with losing all my immediate family in the course of 10 years, has left me with a deep interest in stoic philosophy. I read it often. What then gets transformed into my moral compass is yet to be seen. I wish at times, I had less character building exercises in life.
We are a working in progress. I think our moral compass once formed stays with us. But how we use it and implement it in life will change I feel. In my case, is has got gentler and less judgmental when it comes to others. The standards for myself have not changed as the black and white brain is rather set in its ways.
Our moral compass can be influenced by our environment and what we consider as necessary for survival. Some will change their moral compass to adapt, while others will take pride in standing by their moral compass, whatever the consequences.
Know thyself in regards to our moral compass is an interesting journey.
What are the key elements of your moral compass?
What is your price to give this up?
Are some morals core to your soul, while others optional?
What other factors help mould our moral compass?
Has your moral compass evolved over time?
What do you think of the quote on Character?
" People of Character will do the right thing if no one else does, Not because they think it will change the world but they refuse to be changed by the world"
Copyright 2018 - Subi Nanthivarman.
Freelance Medical Consultant- Health Care, Public & Private for Pharmaceuticals, Medical devices, IMS-BHU, Varanasi,
5 年Excellent article.. Thought provoking... For me too .. it's the upbringings and environment in which I brought up .. built my Moral Compass..moving it's pointers and guiding me on my journey..all the time. I never planned my life journey..and hence could enjoy wonders of life coming and meeting .on the way wholeheartedly.. On the way, there were many acute turns and shocks too.. but my flexible nature helped me to go ahead and moral poiter was always a strength to show right direction ..It provided me strength and courage, whatever comes on the way to take on shoulders..and go ahead.. At times the wounds caused by the sharp turns ( coming as an surprise and sudden attacks from all the directions ) were so deep that, it took too much time for nursing and for healing of them. Conclusively, till now .. it's a journey with greens,flowers and stars meeting unexpectedly but also sudden attacks from thunderstorms and wild winds were on the sharp corners waiting to attack...but all the time moral compass was on.. to guide..and take me ahead ..
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5 年People of Character - Someone on some part of the world is actually talking about it and that too with so much of detail and perfection. My take away from your article and a small conversation that I had with you would be.. I quote- 'I have a strong moral compass. But I cannot influence others to change. I can only walk my path.?' #Goodread
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6 年Well written Subi, I enjoyed your stories of your childhood that shaped who you are as they brought back some of my own familial experiences and sayings. I had a very superstitious English grandmother and very hardworking dedicated working parents who often shared their similar quick wit. Everyone has a moral compass of some kind, just some are more humane then others. As you have asked in another way, where is your line in the sand, and would you cross it or let others cross it to save another or yourself or would you let the ‘chips.fall where they may and pick up the pieces afterwards’?
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6 年I was raised in a Calvinist tradition, not that my parents were particularly strict.? My father was and is a minister, but mother probably tends to be the more puritanistic of the two.? Still, Dad was actually an "evangelist" that served mostly rural churches.? From a young age I often joined him on his visits.? Back in those days people called the minister for everything and anything.? I remember one time when someone called in the middle of the night because her husband was shooting the pipes in the house, and my Dad went and took him to some institution around 2 in the morning.? Mother was always compassionate to those in need, and I could never criticise a classmate without being reminded that they were a child just like me.? She had a way of doing it that made it impossible for me to dehumanise those that I disliked.?? I veer off course occasionally, but guilt is always a good reminder when I have strayed off the course that my moral compass says that I should be on.? Guilt has been given a bad rap these days, but I think that it is a natural reminder to ourselves when we are doing something that our heart tells us we should not do.