The Happiness in Quiet

Sunset over a calm lake with silhouetted mountains, trees, and pink clouds reflected in the water

The best cure of the body is a quiet mind. ~ Napoleon Bonaparte

The Happiness in Quiet

As I’ve been documenting recently I have made a huge change. Someone recently said that they didn’t think I could have possibly changed gears any more than I did going from living in San Francisco to moving to a town of less than a thousand deep in the Adirondack Mountains. And while there’s no way to measure, I’ve definitely made an extreme change. There are lots of changes, the amount of time to do anything is much, much longer. There are no Amazon lockers, no one day shipping, sooooo many things, including my new favorite pizza place, are closed on the weekends. Going to get snow tires, unsurprisingly they needed to order them and it will take a week. Sure, I can accelerate the pace of some things, but only if I drive a minimum of 40 minutes and typically an hour, one-way, which is not something you can do quickly after work or on your lunch hour. Happily, knowing this, my employer is pretty flexible.

The two things that I’ve most noticed that are really different are traffic, and noise. Traffic was a given, something that takes fifteen minutes to get to, is 12 – 15 miles away. In the San Francisco Bay Area, something that took fifteen minutes to get to was typically three miles away, unless it was on the other side of a bridge, during commute peaks, then it might be an hour away.

Modern glass-walled cabin built among tall pine trees in a forest

The traffic I had thought about, the noise I really hadn’t considered, but it’s significant. We’ve all had the experience of watching TV at night, going to bed and then flipping the TV back on in the morning. What always hits me is wow, why is the TV so loud? And there is an easy answer for that, particularly when you live in the city, your senses are assaulted all day, particular in respect to noise. People in offices, radios, car noises, sirens, airplanes, etc…all day long we deal with noise, so we need a larger TV volume at night. After sleeping in a fairly quiet environment for hours, your ears and brain re-calibrate and so you’re more aware of subtler sounds and don’t need the volume so high, in fact, the TV at that volume often feels like an assault on your senses.

This is of course not limited to sound but sight as well. We have so much light and video pointed at us all day. So our senses are getting hit all day, and this goes for smell as well, and to a degree touch. If you’re in a crowded subway car or walking on crowded streets you have lots of incidental contact. All in all, living in large communities of people attacks your senses all day.

But here in the Adirondacks, there isn’t so much noise. Less traffic, means less car noise. I’m driving less, so I’m not even dealing with my own car noise. In two weeks I’ve heard two sirens and hearing them was jarring. I haven’t heard a train or a plane. And today I did a hike to an old growth grove of white pine trees and the walk, even in a group was so quiet. It helped a little that it was lightly raining so even the leaves didn’t make noise as we walked. I’m enjoying the quiet very much.

Fern-covered forest floor with mossy fallen logs and dense conifer trees

All of my senses are getting assaulted less, or in very different and more natural ways. There are not so many screens around, not much light at all, (and I’m excited for the meteor showers about to happen), and while there are lots of smells. The smells aren’t garbage and car exhaust or all of the smells of the industrial world, instead it’s tree smells, pollens, the occasional musky smell of an animal and best of all today it was petrichor.

One of the things we don’t notice as urban dwellers, really urban dwellers at almost any size of city, is this constant assault on our senses and what it means, why would we, it’s completely normal. But this assault is beating on our nervous system. There’s a reason we all seek out quiet and calm spaces in the urban environment and why they feel so special, they are the only places we’re not under attack. I have really noticed, even in just two weeks, that living in a place with less light pollution, the smells of nature and less noise pollution, I feel calmer, I’m sleeping a bit better. All in all, my nervous system is calming down. It’s a welcome change and is definitely making for happy days my friends. ~ Rev Kane

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Happy New Chapter

A smiling middle-aged man with a beard, sitting indoors at a cafe, with a lamp and window in the background.

Vitality shows in not only the ability to persist but the ability to start over. ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald

Happy New Chapter

I have arrived on the East Coast, saw some of my family, made my way up to the North Country in the Adirondack Mountains and into the start of my new job. It’s a new chapter in so many ways! A new, old state, a change from living on the coast of the Pacific Ocean near San Francisco where forty degrees was a freezing cold winter day to the near arctic where a sunny day in the high forties means students are wearing shorts. It’s funny how quickly you adapt, at fifty degrees in San Francisco it was hat, gloves and I was chilly. Today at fifty degrees I dumped the hat, the gloves and didn’t zip my jacket up because it was so warm, old habits come back quick. I remember those minus twenty degree days in Plattsburgh, “spring” days in the low 40’s where we went out in shorts and t-shirts to play hackey sack because it was forty degrees warmer than the day before. And those days are coming for me again, I know that, but for now I’m enjoying the sunny, late fall days, even if the sun sets the minute I leave work.

There are more changes, I reached out to a friend from my first college who I haven’t spoken to in forty years, he’s a couple hours away now. He responded, we’re making plans to get together. One of my best friend’s job is bringing him to town tomorrow so we’ll have a chance to connect. There have been connections between new colleagues and old friends to the point my president remarked in a meeting that I’m obviously well known in the North Country. That’s a little bit of an exaggeration, for the moment anyway.

For this last chapter of life I’ve been pretty expressive that I have some real specific goals. I wanted things in some ways to be less, less busy, less stress, less responsibility while still contributing and doing good work. I’m happy to say, even four days in, that this job will provide all of that. As I was leaving work this past Friday, day three, I was thinking about the difference between that moment and what each Friday had felt like the last eight years in my old job and I’ve been expressing it this way. For the last eight years my Friday afternoon stress level would easily be a minimum of 85/100, and this last Friday, it was 2/100, and it was only a two because I almost had to call a student’s parent but a colleague took pity on me being new and jumped in to do it. This job will be productive and impactful, but I won’t be getting emergency calls at 10PM, or on the weekend, I’m shifting from managing 107 people to managing 7, so it’s a pretty big personnel management break. And that’s just for the first six months, after that I’ll be managing no one but myself. So far, my new colleagues have been incredibly nice, and I’ve noticed that, nice, is just a general attitude in the area. People move a little slower here, are a little less stressed and are a little bit more generally pleasant. Not to mention traffic is pretty much non-existent and happily, I’ve found good pizza.

A large pizza divided into two sections: one half topped with pepperoni and mushrooms, and the other half with just cheese, placed in a cardboard pizza box.

Some of the other goals I had are to be more social, to be a little more kind and more relaxed. I’ve already put my name in circulation to help out with the local theater company, will be volunteering to assist with the Saranac Lake Winter Carnival and will be doing a guided old growth forest walk in a couple of weeks. Living in an apartment on campus also affords me some nice opportunities, basketball games are a five minute walk away, as is the fitness center and our hockey team plays a fifteen minute drive away. There are miles of places to walk out my front door and insane amounts of photographic opportunities around all of the lakes, ponds and rivers that inundate the forests here, and that’s before the ice and snow show up and make it even more interesting shooting.

A beautiful sunset with vibrant red and orange hues reflecting in the clouds above a flat, plowed field and silhouetted trees in the background.

I’m almost comfortably into my new place. My moving company saga continues but I’m sure it will get resolved soon. And I have all of the new place things to do, registration, license, insurance, replacing my windshield because I won’t be able to register my car with my current cracked windshield. And being very rural now means that’s an hour drive to a dealership and a full day off of work to get it done. But if all works out, I’ll take that day and the next to hang out in Plattsburgh where I went to college, see some friends and catch a couple of hockey games. Trying to make the most of the slower pace, bigger distances and not so urgent reality of rural life.

So I’m hopeful that the new chapter is going to help me accomplish the things I was looking for, I’m sure it won’t be perfect but I’m also sure there will be some positive surprises I’m not anticipating. Tonight I return to writing, the blog tonight and back into my memoir starting tomorrow night, shooting to get the first full draft done by the end of December. So, tonight, lots of hope and opportunity. The lesson in tonight’s post is a big one. Change is possible, you can take chances that work out for the better and as always, focusing on what fills your soul and makes you happy will almost always serve you well. I hope you’re having a happy day my friends. ~ Rev Kane

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