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These necessity events are rarer as you go up. They're also more common for growing companies. Career growth is basically about being patient/responsible/competent enough to take advantage of these necessity events and ratchet yourself upwards.

What isn't intuitive is that this means that Manager Positions or Non Meritocratic. There's no way to measure a manager. Manager is basically 'Sinecure reward for being there when you were needed."

If you're going to a startup to grow and take advantage of necessity events, be prepared to be in over your head. Be prepared to be stupid, or you'll sink the ship. If you're at a Big Company, be patient and specialize for critical skills. There's a long line of vultures.

There's a Bodhisattva with Flaming Sword opportunity here as well. Power hungry people fight dirty for these positions of criticality. If you're afraid to enter the fray b/c you'll get your shoes dirty, you cede the world a bit to chaos for every act of cowardice and fear.

Also be careful what you sacrifice. If you're critical for your job, you can't also be critical for your wife or your children or your parents. Criticality is singular because your consciousness can only be in one moment at a time without losing fidelity.

Being there for someone in the moment and being there for someone 2 days later when you heard from a friend of a friend are very different ways of "technically being there in an important moment."

A soul should always be aware of how it is critical. It feels lost and depressed otherwise. A Sad Soul is one that feels as if "No one would care if I was gone."

This is a soul that feels useless, redundant, incompetent, weak, impotent... The Brave Soul is the one that talks back to itself. It says "I would care."

The Brave Soul then is also the Natural Unwounded Soul. Of course "you" would care about "you" dying! No one else in the world could possibly care more. Not even your mom or dad. To them you're just you son/daughter aspect. They don't see the whole you. No one can except you.

What happened to make yourself doubt even the validity of your own existence? Why are you walking around with a giant arrow in your chest?

That giant wound probably feels similar to how an amputee feels once adjusted to life without their limb(s). Their rituals adjust, and the 'wound' fades into the background of their new life.

They only feel broken seeing people do things they can't. Broken hearts realize themselves broken only when encountering whole ones.

Many of our hearts were broken long ago as children. We're still holding onto the fragments. Perhaps we were told in a dismissive and angry tone "Pull yourself together now!" and were just pretending to be whole for our entire lives.