boiled down

Much of modern life's invention is designed to free our attention from the minutiae of existence. But what masquerades as liberation robs us of the exquisite particularity of life, in the service of a supposedly greater agenda.

Problem: how does one live the truth of this in one's bones and also carry on a life, earn a living, look after one's children and put food on the table?

Again boiled down: having achieved some small measure of enlightenment, how do I break the news to my bank manager?