Happiness is Poetry: Rev Kane

Happiness is Poetry: Rev Kane

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Tonight selfishly a few of my own pieces, enjoy and have a happy day my friends ~ Rev Kane

grandpa kane

A Eulogy to amuse the penguins                     2006

People don’t want the truth
particularly not when death is at hand
they don’t want to know a life
can’t stand to see the warts
they want disneyanna
where at the end of the day we gather
and have a parade down main street America

My grandfather was a man
a hard man
a cold man
but he mellowed with age
hard jagged lines on his face
fading soft with his laughter
eyes lit as he talked about back in the day

He died in 1990 and I asked to do the eulogy
wanting to speak his life warts and all
but my bitch of a sister ratted me out
ratted me out to my aunt the nun
I suffered through the speeches
sister, aunt, father oh my
to my shame I acquiesced

But I was on the hook my friends
had to stand up in front
relatives, family, friends, nuns
So I chose to pick a slice
grab a day in the life
and this is the one I chose

My grandfather loved tomatoes and roses
and in the neighborhood was a challenged boy
a boy of 32 with a dad in his 50’s
the boy had trampled grandpa’s plants and he was pissed
he had the opportunity to see the boy’s father
never given to silence he spoke
of course grandpa spoke with his fists
like an 87 yr old warrior from the WWF
he came off the top step with a right cross
Grandpa went to scrappin in the street
he lost, hitting his head on the curb

I found my way to the hospital the next day
and asked him what happened
he said that guy had a roll of nickels in his hand
yeah grandpa, he was waitin for you
then he grew stone faced and paused
looking at me, seriously he said
I hit that guy in the gut with everything I had
and he didn’t go down, I might be getting old
and I laughed at the coolest thing I’ve ever heard
that day, my 87 year old grandfather just started to consider that he might be getting old
People in the church smiled, but the penguins rolled in aisle, because they knew him best

blurry girl

Addicted to Her                                               05/23/08

She is liquid heroin to me
taking my distance
as I will often do
suffering the tremors of withdrawal
the pain of space, and time and distance
I begin to recover
crawling inch by inch
to that most tentative of safe spaces

Only to gain a taste
rekindling the addiction
the pain of need
the need of pain, of love, of together
sucked into the cycle
having to score a fix of her
again and again
obsessively doing whatever it takes
to have contact, a word, a scream
rock bottom is not so much a splat
but a thud
imbedded so deeply into the need
that there is nothing else

lit match

Rice Paper Thin                                       8/08/05

Rice paper,
thin,
stretched over mouth
mind
body
soul
wanting to say anything
knowing it will tear
everything fall out

Trying to hold it together
creasing the paper
in the ever exhausting effort
to maintain the image needed,
the limits exposed
bowing only to the match in my hand
that ignites the paper
burning all to ashes

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Happiness is Poetry: Even More Bukowski

Happiness is Poetry: Even More Bukowski

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Hello friends, I’ve posted a few posts of Charles Bukowski’s poems but tonight I want to go a little further with my favorite poet. I actually found Bukowski first through his novels, the writing was raw, honest and touched me. Within the books there was some of his poetry and that was my entry way into Bukowski the poet. Over a one year period I read everything I could get my hands on and since then, as a book collector, have bought a number of his rarer books. Bukowski is beyond rough around the edges, he’s just plain rough, some would say a hard man. Bukowski is not for the faint of heart. In tonight’s post, some stories, interviews and of course some of his poetry, enjoy my friend, have a read and a happy day ~ Rev Kane

An article by Bukowski writing about the race track and life
Charles Bukowski’s first interview

A Smile to Remember

we had goldfish and they circled around and around
in the bowl on the table near the heavy drapes
covering the picture window and
my mother, always smiling, wanting us all
to be happy, told me, “be happy Henry!”
and she was right: it’s better to be happy if you
can
but my father continued to beat her and me several times a week
while
raging inside his 6-foot-two frame because he couldn’t
understand what was attacking him from within.
my mother, poor fish,
wanting to be happy, beaten two or three times a
week, telling me to be happy: “Henry, smile!
why don’t you ever smile?”
and then she would smile, to show me how, and it was the
saddest smile I ever saw
one day the goldfish died, all five of them,
they floated on the water, on their sides, their
eyes still open,
and when my father got home he threw them to the cat
there on the kitchen floor and we watched as my mother
smiled
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Relentless as the Tarantula

they’re not going to let you
sit at a front table
at some cafe in Europe
in the mid-afternoon sun.
if you do, somebody’s going to
drive by and
spray your guts with a
submachine gun.
they’re not going to let you
feel good
for very long
anywhere.
the forces aren’t going to
let you sit around
fucking-off and
relaxing.
you’ve got to go
their way.
the unhappy, the bitter and
the vengeful
need their
fix – which is
you or somebody
anybody
in agony, or
better yet
dead, dropped into some
hole.
as long as there are
humans about
there is never going to be
any peace
for any individual
upon this earth or
anywhere else
they might
escape to.
all you can do
is maybe grab
ten lucky minutes
here
or maybe an hour
there.
something
is working toward you
right now, and
I mean you
and nobody but
you.
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A Close Call While Shopping

pushing my cart through the supermarket
today
the thought passed through my mind
that I could start
knocking cans from the shelves and
also rolls of towels, toilet paper,
silver foil,
I could throw oranges, bananas, tomatoes
through the air, I could take cans of
beer from the refrigerated section and
start gulping them, I could pull up
women’s skirts, grab their asses,
I could ram my shopping cart through
the plate-glass window…
then another thought occurred to me:
people generally consider something
before they do it.
I pushed my cart along…
a woman in a checkered skirt was
bending over the pet food section.
I seriously considered grabbing her
ass
but I didn’t, I rolled on
by.
I had the items I needed and I rolled
my cart up to the checkout stand.
a lady in a red smock with a nameplate
on
awaited me.
the nameplate indicated her as
“Robin.”
Robin looked at me: “how you doing?”
she asked.
“fine,” I told her.
and then she began tabulating my
purchases
not in the least knowing that
the fellow standing there before her
had just two minutes ago been
one grab from the
madhouse.

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A Virtual Guide to the Calaveras Redwood North Grove Hike

A Virtual Guide to the Calaveras Redwood North Grove Hike

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Keep close to Nature’s heart… and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.            ~ John Muir

This post is an attempt to bring you as close to hiking the 1.5 mile North Grove Trail in Calaveras Big Trees State Park, through a magnificent grove of giant redwood trees.  The park is beautiful and well worth a visit, maybe this little virtual tour will inspire you to make the trip to see some of the largest things that have ever lived.  Most of the information used for this post comes from the parks, A Guide to the Calaveras North Grove Trail, a great little pamphlet that marks out the trail and only costs 50 cents!

The redwood groves were discovered, at least by white men, in 1852 when a hunter named Augustus T. Dowd was chasing a wounded grizzly bear.  The Miwok and other Native American tribes had of coursed lived in and around the big trees for thousands of years.

Calaveras Big Trees State Park is located just outside of Arnold, California and down the road from Murphys, California.  The surrounding area of the park is a beautiful part of the Sierra Nevada Mountains and a great place for a vacation.

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visitor center area

The rest of the post will be a virtual tour/description of the hiking trail through the North Grove of the state park, a 1.5 mile interpretive trail and hike.

Before the official start of the trail there is a lovely little amphitheater.

redwoods, hiking

I was also lucky enough on my way into the trail to have a ranger walking the trail in front of me and this picture will give you a sense of the massive size of these magnificent trees.

redwood trees, hikingThe beginning of the trail is something called the Big Stump.  This was the original tree that Augustus T Dowd found in 1852.  After not being believed initially, he brought some men up into the mountains to show them.  The grove became immediately popular and folks did what they do and decided to try and makes some money off of the giant trees, so they stripped the tree of it’s bark and cut it down.  Well, not exactly cut, there were no saws big enough, so in fact they used pump augers and wedges to fell the tree.  The bark was actually reassembled as part of a traveling exhibition.

This tree was called the Discovery Tree and it was massive in 1850, if left alone it likely would be one of the largest trees alive.  It’s rings showed that in the last years before it was cut it was growing incredibly fast.

The Sentinel Trees are the next stop on the tour, a couple of magnificent representatives of these spectacular trees.

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The Sentinel Trees

The next stop on the trail is a large branch laying on the ground.  The branch has a four foot diameter and frankly, if you weren’t in a redwood forest you would think that this was a fallen tree by itself.  It’s hard to understand the immensity of these trees and their branches from the images.  I couldn’t get a good photo of the fallen branch without getting off the trail, so in order to respect the rules of the park I’m just providing a shot of the grove near this stop on the trail.

redwood tree hiking trailThis massive tree fell over in 1965, so it’s been laying on the ground nearly as long as I’ve been alive.  This does illustrate one of the really cool things about redwood trees, their wood decays unbelievably slowly, it’s for this reason and its beauty that redwood is such a desirable wood for building and furniture making.

redwood tree hiking trail

A little hard to see, there’s a chipmunk on the bole

redwood tree hiking trail The chipmunk helps illustrate the diversity of wildlife that utilizes the forest.  The only other wildlife I got to see on the walk was a Stellar Jay pictured below.

redwood tree hiking trailThis tree is known as the Empire State tree and is likely the largest living tree in the grove.  It has a base diameter of thirty feet, at breast height (the forestry term for measuring trees is DBH, diameter at breast height, approximately 4.5 feet off the ground) it’s still twenty feet in diameter, a truly massive tree.

redwood tree hiking trailThe next stop on the trail is for a tree that shows the spiral growth pattern that many of the trees grow in.  Spiral growth trees are actually more flexible and are better able to withstand wind stress and snow loading.

redwood tree hiking trailThe next stop on the trail is a tree called the Granite tree, unfortunately I didn’t get a good shot of the tree.  But the stop on the trail discusses the basics of plant growth because after all, a redwood might be a giant one, but it’s still just a plant.

The next point on the tour are two trees who grew up together, literally like conjoined twins, so they call these trees the Siamese Twins (please no angry notes about the name, if these were named today they’d likely be the Conjoined Twins).

redwood tree hiking trailRedwood trees are not the only trees in the park, the park also has several other species of pines and Pacific Yew trees.  I have to admit to not specifically taking any photos of the other trees, I got lost in the giants.

The next named tree on the trail, and one whose name I have to like, is the Old Bachelor, this tree is considered to be a very old tree.  Remember these trees can live for thousands of years.

redwood tree hiking trailThere are various display panels along the trail and this one, next to the Mother tree, describes the full ecosystem that can exist in just one tree.  This can include various birds, mammals and lots of different types of insects and even other plant species.

Pictured below is the display and then the Mother and Son trees.  The two trees may be different sizes but likely are approximately the same age.  This spot was one my favorite on the trail.  There are two benches with lounge chair-like backs that allow you to just lay back and stare up at these wonderful trees and I did just that for a about 10 minutes.  It was when and where the Stellar Jay appeared pictured above.  I really enjoyed my time sitting there, it was like a lovely little meditation break in the forest.

The tree I’m pictured with was named Hercules and was blown down in a windstorm in December of 1862, it’s remarkable how slowly these trees decay.

redwood tree hiking trailThe Father of the Forest is the name of this tree and if fell over hundreds of years ago, no one knows for sure as the date was not recorded by the Native Americans and it feel well before 1850 when European settlers discovered the grove and started recording information about it.  The tree is really cool as there’s a little step down where you can look down through the trees main hollowed out trunk for over a 100 feet.

Stop number 14 on the trail is a place that points out some of the burls on the side of the trees.  These are rounded outgrowth on the sides of trees, and for those of us who hike in bear country, these burls unfortunately often look like a bear climbing the trees.  Burls are responsible for a lot of adrenaline bursts for hikers.

The next tree is the Mother of the Forest, a tree that was stripped of it’s bark in another attempt at people making money off of the trees.  This left the tree susceptible to fire, normally redwoods actually flourish in a fire ecosystem and their bark offers great protection, without their bark, well, here’s the result.

redwood tree hiking trailAs a demonstration of the benefit of fire to giant redwoods, this area burned significantly in 1908 and as you can see from the photos, the area now supports a grove of 100 year-old redwood trees that are doing very well.

A little bit of history for our next stop, this is the point where the Carson-Emigrant Trail passed through the grove.  This was the trail used to carry mail from Murphys, CA to Carson City, NV from the 1850’s through the 1870’s, including by snowshoe in winter.  It’s also called the Old Camel Trail as a group of camels from Mongolia passed through in 1861 on their way to Walker, NV.

carson emigrant trail

On this point of the trail you are walking through the heart of the grove, I’ve included a photo with people in it so that you can see how big the trees really are by comparison.

A common practice used to be to name some of the larger trees after famous people.  This particular tree was named after Abraham Lincoln in 1865 after his death.

abraham lincoln treeThe next tree on the trail was the grove’s answer to the Wawona Tunnel Tree in Yosemite.  This tree tunnel was carved into a tree named the Pioneer Cabin Tree, unfortunately in 2017, rains loosened the soil and the tree fell and shattered.

Even though they survive well in a fire ecosystem protected by hard to burn bark, that protection is not perfect, as illustrated by the burn scar on this tree.  However you can see that the bark is over time repairing itself.

These three trees, the Three Graces yielded me what I think was my best photo of the day.

The next couple of trees are two of the largest in the park both with diameters of over 17 feet at breast height.

The last stop on the trail is a group of trees named for Desire Fricot who was a significant figure in the preservation of this amazing grove of trees.  There is a platform at the base that allows you to get up close and see the bark of the trees up close and a shot a close up to help you replicate the experience.

The entire walk is only 1.5 miles and could easily be done in less than an hour, but I took two hours to walk the trail.  Taking time to saunter, to sit and meditate a bit and really soak in the joy that is just being in nature amongst these magnificent trees.  I hope you enjoyed this virtual tour, and as always, have a happy day my friends. ~ Rev Kane

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Happiness advice if you’re feeling down right now

Happiness advice if you’re feeling down right now

Love is the master key which opens the gates of happiness. ~ Oliver Wendell Holmes

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It seems this year and particularly this week a lot of people I know have been feeling down, dealing with family or other issues, it seems the holidays just ramp up the pressure.  So today I wrote a note to a friend and I’m sure many of the things I said to her apply to those of you who are feeling down.   I hope what I said might help some of you have a happier day my friends ~ Rev Kane

My friend – of course I can send positive thoughts, all the light I can assemble and muster and send your way is yours for the taking.  I am sorry for the rollercoaster year you have been on full of both frighteningly tall highs and heart shattering lows.  I’m here for you, if you need an ear, a shoulder, a hug, you know that.

A couple of things from an old dog who has spent the last couple of years spending a lot of time thinking and writing about happiness.  First, let me rely on what the Taoist’s say in relation to when your life is not what you want it to be, when things are going wrong.  There are three things that you have to focus on, are you safe, are you eating right, are you getting enough sleep?  This really gets to something called Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs and it really follows the same thing.  First you have to meet your physical needs, I know this sounds so stupid and simple but you have to rest, you have to eat good food, you know all of that but when things get bad we often stop doing the little things we know we have to do.  Next is security, is your living situation safe, are people around you protecting and supportive or are they attacking you?  From there it moves up through love, self-esteem to self-actualization that kind of euphoric, hippy-dippy, smiling, purpose filled reality.  Look at these things and do what you can do make sure they are under control.

My friend the world is full of light and shit, just like your last year has been, when we are feeling good we focus on the light and rainbows but when things go wrong we focus on the dark and the shit.  That’s where you are right now darling, looking down and focusing on the dark and the shit.  It’s hard but you have to start looking up, focusing on the light.  Our energy follows our focus, focus on the light, our energy builds, things look brighter then you see more light, it’s a self-feeding cycle.

I am so unbelievably proud of you, over the last couple of years you have amazed me, our friendship grows even though we live a thousand miles apart.  I know, if I called today and simply said I need you here, I know, if it were at all possible you would be here, that’s who you are, that’s one of the many reasons I love you.  I’ve learned a lot of from you: I’ve watched you live your life by hanging your immense heart on your sleeve, giving of yourself til it hurts, and loving everything and everyone you can without restraint.  I admire that and you have shown me it’s actually possible to live that way instead of bottling things up and being afraid of the world and being hurt.  Sure, your way you do get hurt and when you lose someone it’s beyond devastating, but if you total it all up, you’ll quickly realize the good far outweighs the bad, you’re an inspiration.

You need to know that everyone in my life knows who you are, You are the shit, take that, hold on to it, pick up your head and focus on the light.  You’ve overcome so much in your life, you are easily the strongest and kindest person I know and one of the most wonderful.  Take a break, whatever time you need, rest up, then get up, and when you are ready to get up, if you need a hand, just look around, there’s a lot of people who will give it to you and I’m one of them.

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Happiness is Poetry: David Lerner

Happiness is Poetry: David Lerner

poet, poetry, outlawPoetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.Leonard Cohen

David Lerner is another poet I found in the Outlaw Bible of American Poetry.  If you’ve read my other poetry posts you know that I like poets cut in the mold of Bukowski, poets who paint the rawest picture of reality warts and all.  It’s why I like Sapphire, Warsan Shire, and Doug Draime.  So tonight a few pieces from another poet in this vein, enjoy and as always have a happy day my friends. ~ Rev Kane

 

David Lerner, “Mein Kampf”

all I want to do is
make poetry famous

all I want to do is
burn my initials into the sun

all I want do do is
read poetry from the middle of a
burning building
standing in the fast lane of the
freeway
falling from the top of the
Empire State Building

the literary world
sucks dead dog dick

I’d rather be Richard Speck
than Gary Snyder
I’d rather ride a rocketship to hell
than a Volvo to Bolinas

I’d rather
sell arms to the Martians
than wait sullenly for a
letter from some diseased clown with a
three-piece mind
telling me that I’ve won a
bullet-proof pair of rose-colored glasses
for my poem “Autumn in the Spring”

I want to be
hated
by everyone who teaches for a living

I want people to hear my poetry and
get headaches
I want people to hear my poetry and
vomit

I want people to hear my poetry and
weep, scream, disappear, start bleeding,
eat their television sets, beat each other to death with
swords and

go out and get riotously drunk on
someone else’s money

this ain’t no party
this ain’t no disco
this ain’t no foolin’ a

grab-bag of
clever wordplay and sensitive thoughts and
gracious theories about

how many ambiguities can dance on the head of a
machine gun

this ain’t no
genteel evening over
cappuccino and bullshit

this ain’t no life-affirming
our days have meaning
as we watch the flowers breath through our souls and
fall desperately in love

this ain’t no letter-press, hand-me-down
wimpy beatnik festival of bitching about
the broken rainbow

it is a carnival of dread

it is a savage sideshow
about to move to the main arena

it is terror and wild beauty
walking hand in hand down a bombed-out road
as missiles scream, while a
sky the color of arterial blood
blinks on and off
like the lights on Broadway
after the last junkie’s dead of AIDS

I come not to bury poetry
but to blow it up
not to dandle it on my knee
like a retarded child with
beautiful eyes
but

throw it off a cliff into
icy seas and
see if the the motherfucker can swim for its life

because love is an excellent thing
surely we need it

but, my friends…

there is so much to hate These Days

that hatred is just love with a chip on its shoulder
a chip as big as the Ritz
and heavier than
all the bills I’ll never pay

because they’re after us

they’re selling radioactive charm bracelets
and breakfast cereals that
lower your IQ by 50 points per mouthful
we get politicians who think
starting World War III
would be a good career move
we got beautiful women
with eyes like wet stones
peering out at us from the pages of
glassy magazines promising that they’ll
fuck us till we shoot blood

if we’ll just buy one of these beautiful switchblade knives

I’ve got mine

 

The Future Task of Language

the future task of language
is to
drive a cherry-red Mercedes Benz
into the heart of hell
and place a bet on God

the future task of language
is to
burn itself down in prayer and
invent a new code for beauty

the future task of language
will be to invent a way of
dealing with loneliness

the future task of language
is more like a guess written in fire
than a new coat of ideas and a
real close shave

the future task of language
is more like something erupting
than something figuring itself out
over and over again

the future task of language
will be to do whatever the fuck it wants

the future task of language
is unknowable, impossible, grief-struck, mad,
endless, touching,
wired, wild and weary,
broken-down, dragged up, smashed, floating
in the wind

 

Why Rimbaud Went to Africa – David Lerner

Poetry isn’t literary
poetry isn’t sure which fork to
use
poetry can’t name the parts of speech
fill out a grant application
logroll

poetry doesn’t like cappuccino
poetry doesn’t want to be printed in a
small press edition with its name on the
cover and get reviewed in 2 little magazines
read by 3 people
argued over by 8

poetry doesn’t care about glory
glory is nice but poetry figures it’s
dessert
poetry doesn’t want to get laid
poetry might want to get drunk but
that’s only self defense

poetry doesn’t want to traipse around Europe
and collect stray bits of wisdom
from ruined empires
that it can show like slides when it gets home
poetry has a headache

poetry is a slingshot
a war you can carry in your pocket
a better way to die
the kind of fire that never goes out
and never gives an inch

poetry wants to be on every street corner
hissing from the cracks in the sidewalks
from the columns of print in the newspapers
on the lips of people on buses going to their
miserable jobs in the morning

poetry wants to be
in the prayers of dogs and the
screams of acrobats
in the terror of politicians
and the dreams of beautiful women

poetry wants to be
an eye through which the world will see itself and
tremble
poetry doesn’t want to
die in the gutter
it already knows how

poetry doesn’t want to sparechange strolling professors
and millionaires
wear anything but blood

have conversations with college students about
the meaning of life

because a bad wind is coming
you can smell it in the air

the pollution of the cities
mixed with the odor of rotting souls

the wind will climb

it will have little sense of humor
it will not want cappuccino
or reviews
or girlfriends
or anything else

except the death of
everything we love

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Staying Positive When You’re Taking Criticism

Staying Positive When You’re Taking Criticism

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Criticism may not be agreeable, but it is necessary. It fulfills the same function as pain in the human body. It calls attention to an unhealthy state of things. ~ Winston Churchill

I suck at this, even when criticism is truly constructive criticism without any malice I take it badly.  I’ve learned over time to react appropriately, to put on a good face but it always hurts.  Somehow I don’t think I’m unusual in this respect but it’s something I need to work to get better at.  The inspiration for this post occurred recently as someone contacted me to give me some information that probably will make things better for me in the long run.  However the advice felt like criticism in the moment, it impacted my mood and left me annoyed for a few hours.  The more distant I got from the moment, the more I began to understand that the person really was doing a good thing for me.  As a result of this information I’ve made a change that in the end is the right thing to do.

So how do we do it my friends, how to we learn to handle this better?  The reason that criticism hurts so much is that it usually hits one of our internal landmines, one of spots of insecurity.  The trick therefore is to reduce our areas of insecurity and to increase our confidence.  However, we get caught in a vicious loop, at least initially, in the fact that the way to increase confidence is to take risks and we’re never so unconfident as when we’re trying something new.  The secret in all of this however is that it’s a long-term game, sure, stepping out is risky, we’ll likely face criticism in the beginning.  However over time, the more times we try, and the more times we succeed the more confident we become and the fewer insecurities we have.  This is all part of the work we need to do to grow, to be more confident and to have happy days my friends ~ Rev Kane

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Happiness on the Road: Anza-Borrego State Park

Happiness on the Road: Anza-Borrego State Park

happiness, desert“It’s the oasis,” said the camel driver.
“Well, why don’t we go there right now?” the boy asked.
“Because we have to sleep.” ~ Paulo Coehlo, The Alchemist

As many of you know I’ve quit my job, sold my house and am traveling across the United States towards my appointed start date of February 26th to do a thru-hike of the Appalachian Trail (AT) from Springer Mountain, GA to Mount Kathadin, ME (2189 miles). ~ Rev Kane

The Oasis

So a week or so before heading to Anza-Borrego, a couple of friends mentioned that they did a wonderful hike up to an oasis in the park. So I was excited to realize that the trail head for the hike was just outside the campground I was staying in. It was a beautiful little hike with a lot of nasty little boulders on the trail. Which was a good workout for my ankles and knees, I haven’t hiked any bad trails in a while and I’ll definitely see some bad trail on the AT.

So here’s a few photos I took on the walk and a little sound worm to drive you nuts and make you smile.

Get this out of your head, go ahead try: Your earworm

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I love this one, look to the right and you’ll see a man standing there, it gives the scale of how big these palms grow.

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Happiness and our precious time

Happiness and our precious time

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So we shall let the reader answer this question for himself: who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed? ~ Hunter S. Thompson

Our gift of life is such an amazing thing, I know, we often lose track of this between work and families and responsibilities and the hectic pace of our day-to-day lives.  The oldest cliché is also the truest, it’s so important to stop and smell the roses.  When we do we also often realize how fleeting this precious life is, that can be scary.  However that fear is also an opportunity.  We can use that fear as the motivation to deal with those things in our lives that are keeping us from being happier.  We know what or more likely who these things are and we want to deal with them.  However we don’t because it is difficult, could lead to conflict, will make us feel guilty, often we’re being manipulated by the very people who are making us unhappy.

So perhaps, take that moment of fear when you realize how precious and fleeting our life is and use it as a counterbalance to the things that are holding you back.  Make the most of your precious life my friends and be happier.  Below is a poem that I feel gets to the point of this, unfortunately I was unable to find out who the author is, enjoy and have a happy day my friends ~ Rev Kane

Life is so precious
And each day a gift
So enjoy every minute
As it were you last to live

Cherish your loved ones
Hug them tight
Share with them your heart
And your time

Nothing is forever
And life goes so fast
Each minute that passes
Is one you can’t get back

When troubles arrive
And knock you off your feet
Stand up and smile
And remember life is too sweet

Every morning when you wake,
Decide right from the start,
That “Today will be a good day”
And let it all in with an open heart

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You matter! You deserve to be happy!

You matter! You deserve to be happy!

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Be Content with what you have; rejoice in the way things are. When you realize there is nothing lacking, the whole world belongs to you ~ Lao Tzu

You matter!  I’m not sure there is any more significant set of two words related to your personal happiness, with the possible exception of thank you.  We’ve talked about how important it is to be grateful here before, but today I want to talk about understanding that you matter.

The inspiration for today’s post came from a conversation I just had with a former student.  She’s kind of stuck, not sure what to do next and like a lot of us has let the pressure build up to the point where she’s stressed out, not sure what to do next  and starting to doubt herself.    She reached out to me because I’d given her some useful advice before, she reached out in hopes that I might make her feel a little better about what she needs to do.  In a lot of ways, I think all she really needed to hear was that in fact, she was smart and strong, and that she can do what she wants and needs to do to achieve her goals, that she matters.

And of course she does matter and she’s done impressive things in her life.  She’s an immigrant, she’s become educated, runs a small business is raising four children, big things.  However she’s in her early 30’s and our society and her culture tell women enough, you’re in your 30’s, you have children it’s time to raise them and stop thinking of yourself.  This of course is wrong, your children feed off your energy and learn from what you do!  If you work hard and strive for a better life, sacrifice to become more educated then they realize that is important as well.  If you work to be a happier person, they will realize that happiness is important as well.

You matter and your happiness matters and whether you attain it by striving for some goal or whether you gain it as Lao Tzu suggests by becoming content with where you are or what you already have, it matters and you matter.  It’s funny sometimes a simple idea or phrase can have so much power.  Simply telling someone as David Best does at Burning Man, that it’s not your fault, or telling someone that they matter can have a profound impact.  Take it to heart my friends, you matter and you deserve to be happy.

The funny thing about helping others, is that it is almost never a one-way process.  My former student called today to get help from me, to have me help her feel better about her life.  I believe I was able to do that to a degree, but in the process, she did at least as much for me.  She was able to show me that the advice I gave her in the past had been good, had helped her and most of all that advice had a lasting impact, the advice mattered and she provided a nice reminder that I do as well.

So remember, you matter, you deserve to be happy and you can start by having a happy day my friends ~ Rev Kane

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My Student Loan Gratitude and Happiness

My Student Loan Gratitude and Happiness

Recently there was a story on Marketplace about student loan debt.  It banged on the student loan system a bit and although I agreed with some of the points, I felt like I needed to respond and point out that student loans can also be a good thing.  And that I’m grateful and even happy about my loan debt. ~ Rev Kane

Dear Mr. Ryssdal,

That sounds funny to me, after to listening to so many episodes of Marketplace it feels odd not to call you Kai.  I’m writing in respect to a story you did recently on student loans and to be completely open, I’m posting this letter as a post on my blog the Ministry of Happiness (Revkane.com) and I’ve posted the post link at the top of the email if you prefer to read this there.

My name is Michael Kane and I think I have a unique perspective on student loans and student loan debt issues.  You see when I ended an excessively long college career (19 years) in 2002 I had $200,000 in educational debt.  I owed $140,000 in federal student loans as well as $60,000 in short-term credit card dept.  Additionally, both during my education and since, I have worked in higher education in various roles from academic advisor, instructor, program director and the last 15 years as a dean.

Most people assume that I am someone who would be rather upset about student loan debt and the system around it.  And don’t get me wrong, I see the issues and problems with the providers and the way the system is administered and have my own ideas about changes that could be made.  However, the major feeling I possess around student loans is gratitude and happiness.   I grew up with a single mom who didn’t make a whole lot of money.  When I first went to college in 1982 I was a smart kid who had some scholarships and had chosen a really good engineering school to go to, the Rochester Institute of Technology.  It took me almost two years but I failed out of that college.  I failed out due to a lack of maturity, some personal issues, and a really poor choice of major.  Leaving the college, for the rest of whatever academic path I would follow I was after that on my own to pay for it.  I’d blown the one chance my parents could afford to give me and I blew it up in fairly spectacular fashion.

After some time I got my shit together and started to move forward again.  Again, I’m a smart guy, I got scholarships, I worked while I went to school, I became a resident assistant.  Basically I did whatever I needed to do to get my education, because I knew it was my path out of a life I really didn’t want to live.  But I also wandered through 14 undergraduate majors, got a master’s degree, then took a left turn through law school for a year and eventually through a PhD program that ended with me being ABD, all but dissertation.  With all of this you might think again, that I’m bitter, I’m not.  You see my educational journey was full of learning, amazing people and experiences.  I’ve ended up working in the California Community College system.  At this point, 15 years into my career, I have a great job.  I make more money in a year than twice what my father ever made in a single year and four times more than my mother ever earned in a single year.  Basically, in many ways, I am the very definition of the American Dream and I fear the last generation that will have the opportunity to be that.

So education, even in the twisty and nutty way I traveled through it, did what it promises to do, it changed my life for the better which of course then impacts the future generations of my family.  So for that reason alone, I’m grateful to what education has done for me and I couldn’t have done it without the support of the student loans I received.

The story I recently heard on your program talked about how problematic it is that students come out with 20 or 30K in debt.  How this keeps them from starting a family, buying a home, basically delaying all of the things required in the American Script.  Not that I’m implying that doesn’t happen, but questioning how that is a problem, if in return for that delay people have climbed the economic ladder thus improving their future and their family’s future?

There have been a lot of problems with the way we do higher education in America.  My career direction discussion in high school happened with my counselor, who also had been my little league coach, and it took five minutes.  I was good in math and science, dad worked for a power company, tadaaaa electrical engineering.  I said ok, filled out the applications and went to college.  Now we know better, we’re reaching out to eighth graders and getting them started, doing programs like guided pathways that help students ease into more general areas before picking a final major.  We work more to develop connections for the students, the number one reason they drop out is lack of connection to the college.  We are also getting better coaching students through successful transfer and or job entry.  Making sure students have work experiences and the type of things that make them more attractive to employers.  And even in one of the least expensive higher education systems in America, we’re working on ways to make community college cost even less, or free.  We’re even working with students at the high school level who know their pathway, through dual enrollment, to get these students done even more quickly and less expensively.

Even with all of this, students who come from modest or worse financial backgrounds, may still need assistance via student loans to achieve their educational goals.  These are good student loans and good student loan debt.  These students coming out with 20 or 30K in debt are not doing themselves a disservice, they’re investing in and changing their lives.  I have sympathy for these folks but honestly, I doubt they are the ones complaining or upset about their loans.  They likely get, as I do, the opportunity it has provided them.

The people I really have absolutely have no sympathy for, are people like a woman I read about who went $160,000 in debt to get a photography degree.  I’m not saying people should only take loans to get high paying careers, or even match their loan debt reasonably to what their careers will pay, but it is a reasonable way to approach student loan debt.  But to amass the type of debt I did, to go into a field with relatively little employment opportunity and low salaries for those who do get work seems personally irresponsible and not a reason to condemn the system.  I recently met someone who has over $200K for a degree in holistic medicine to really drive home the point.

We need to improve the system.  There have been some recent fixes to the teaching loan forgiveness programs and this is a good start.  We need to change the for-profit nature of the student loan business and assure interest rates are at a reasonable level and don’t vary so wildly.  We need to make sure that loan forgiveness programs are reasonable, easy to participate in and clearly state their criteria.  I’m also not against some student loan forgiveness in general, but I admit that forgiving people who just made irresponsible decisions doesn’t sit well with me, even if having these programs in existence would benefit me and the remaining $80,000 in debt I still have.

Finally, educational systems are doing a better job of informing and educating students about the process, loans and the financial consequences of their actions, but we need to continue to get better and to make education more affordable.

So in summary, I think we need to not be so harsh on the idea of student loans, but do a better job with them, some of us have far better lives than would have ever been possible, without the existence of these types of programs.  Thanks for listening ~ Michael Kane

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