Sometimes it’s good to slowdown

Sometimes it’s good to slowdown

There’s no advantage to hurrying through life. ~ Shikamaru Nara

Originally posted February,2019

I’ve been going pretty hard since the end of March.  At that point I was heading west to California and applying for jobs.  Once I get to California I had a number of interviews and so I was driving around the state doing first and second interviews, my schedule at the whims of people who had jobs available that I wanted.

Once I landed a job at Skyline College, I had to find an apartment and once that was settled move all of my possessions up from Southern California.  At that point, I was living off of my credit cards and the last of my savings, so I had to use the cheapest option to move.  That included me doing four round trips in a van between the Mojave Desert and essentially San Francisco, about a 300 mile round trip.  Between my official hire and start dates I had about three weeks.  Just enough time to get all of the necessities done, cable, internet, dry cleaning and getting my apartment set up finding my way around my new home.

Then the job started, a couple of weeks of overlapping with my predecessor made the start far mellower than normal but it was still getting back to work after a year off.  So back into the routines of getting up early every morning, establishing a workout schedule, making lunches etc…

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Then, as of July first the real fun started, my new position was all mine and I got to dig into it.  Of course, as with every new position you start in a hole, you are climbing a huge learning curve and the first part of the semester is the busiest time of year.  So the real hectic schedule began, which bled into the first week of classes and twelve hour days.  And  here we are, in between I’ve been checking off places to see and places to hike in the area.  So I’ve been on the go now for almost six months and it’s Labor Day Weekend.  For many years, this weekend is normally the time I’m driving home from Burning Man.  But when I’m not, I really like to take it easy on the busy holiday weekends.  It’s the worst time to be on the road and every place is crowded, it may be a long weekend, but it can leave you more tired than a normal weekend.

So instead, I did some cooking as I talked about in my post last night, did a little shopping, bought some new work clothes, paid some bills, and even achieved a minor miracle by mounting a rear wiper blade on my car and to celebrate washed it.  Finally I took a hike down to Mori Point early this morning to climb a hill and sit and stare at the ocean for a time.

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A slower pace of life can make you happy

The lesson to draw out of all of this comes directly out of tonight’s quote.  There’s no need to hurry through life.  Stopping and smelling the roses may be a cliche, but it’s an accurate one.  We all need to be more present in our lives, to take it easy, to enjoy the moments we have, being mindful of every day, minute and moment makes our lives more meaningful, rich and time slows down as we do.  It also has a wonderful side effect of making you happier.  So slow down, take your time, be present and have a happy day my friends.           ~ Rev Kane

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Happiness Moments: The Best Pizza Ever

Happiness Moments: The Best Pizza Ever

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Anyone who says that money can’t buy happiness has clearly never spent their money on pizza. ~ Andrew W.K.

So a little writing experiment for the blog. I’ve been wanting to find a way to do some free writing as practice. And I’ve been wanting to capture the moments in my life that have brought me true happiness. I need that little pick me up right now with everything going on in the world and no real chance to travel. So, some writing about happy moments in my life, hope they bring you a little happiness too.

I love pizza, everyone who knows me well knows that I’ve had a lifelong love affair with this food.  A good slice and a coke is about as close to my bliss as I get.  Some people might find that sad, but in a few ways I’m a very simple man.

There have been a lot of great slices in my life.  Whenever I’m behaving myself in terms of eating I allow myself a cheat day per week.  Often that meal is a slice and a coke. When I first got diagnosed as a diabetic I went six weeks without eating any carbs.  That first slice of pizza at that point damn near made me cry.  It was a good slice of pizza, but not spectacular under normal conditions, it was an example of something I call momentary food.  Which is food that, because of the situation, tastes so much better than it ordinarily wood.  Think that first sip of ice cold water after a long run on a hot day.

One of the more recent great slices I had happened while I was hiking the Appalachian Trail.  On town days we ate a lot of food, we ate a lot of pizza, but there aren’t a lot of spectacular pizza places along the southern portion of the Appalachian Trail.  But my friend Second Star and I jumped off the trail at one point to hang out for a couple of days in Washington D.C.  And it a town in Maryland where we spent the night we stumbled into a pizza place across the street from the hotel.  Not only was the pizza NY style and good, but the slices were the largest slices of pizza I’ve ever seen, a single slice was the size of my head.  Add to that the momentary food aspect and these slices were absolutely spectacular.

Currently, the closest really good pizza place is Arinell’s in the Mission District in San Francisco.  This means I get there occasionally but it’s not quite close or easy enough to be able to swing by and pick up a quick slice after work.  So it’s pure joy when I’m able to get there.

But, by far the greatest pizza I ever had, was my first love.  The phone number was 828-1170, now I haven’t dialed that number in over 30 years but it’s burned into my brain as much as the memory of dialing it on the rotary dial wall phone in the house on State Street where I grew up.  They knew the sound of my voice, they knew my standing order.  I folded pizza boxes for them as a kid in return for slices.  The Pizza Pit in Hudson, NY made the greatest pizza I’ve ever had.  Not only was the quality beyond compare but it was also inexpensive.  How much did I love this pizza?  When I was in graduate school in Kentucky I would drive 14 hours to come home for holidays.  I would always start early enough so that 13.5 hours into that drive I could call the Pizza Pit and order a pizza, which would mean it was ready the moment I drove into town.  Writing this, my mouth is watering, I can still, with incredible detail remember precisely what that pizza tasted like, god how I miss it.  The Pizza Pit fell victim to high priced antique gentrification in Hudson.  I guess the upside is now Hudson shows up on lists of the best little towns in New England, famous people take the train up from NYC to shop for antiques and housing prices have gone through the roof.  But selfishly, I would trade all of that prosperity for my hometown to have the Pizza Pit back and it’s not just my opinion.  The photo with this piece is taken from the face group dedicated to the Pizza Pit.

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My COVID Times Diary: Butterflies or Bust

My COVID Times Diary: Butterflies or Bust

metamorphosisSimilar to a butterfly, I’ve gone through a metamorphosis, been released from my dark cocoon, embraced my wings, and soared! ~ Dana Arcuri

When we all first learned we would be locked down back in March we all went through several changes.  The first was of course that we were unhappy about the change, the virus, the new way of life.  But then we tried to make the best of it and folks decided to try new things.  Home workouts, Peleton anyone, learning languages, playing music, reading, painting and drawing.  Baking became very popular, especially making sourdough bread for some reason.  Trying to make the best of a bad situation is what we were all hoping to do.

In a conversation with a friend early on I made a joke that people were going to come out the pandemic lockdowns transformed like butterflies or complete and total messes.  It was somewhat of a joke, but I’m starting to think it was more than a bit prophetic.  I was in a Zoom room pre-meeting the other day where people were discussing how when we come back to work they’ll need to go shopping, since they’d gained weight and their work clothes won’t fit anymore.  I’ve heard too many people talk about how little they’ve been working out since they’ve avoided the gym since the pandemic started.

On the flip-side, I’ve heard people discussing new talents, new media that they’ve discovered, some folks talking about books they’ve finally gotten to read.  No one has mentioned completing a book in conversation but I’m sure people have done that.  For me, partially because it’s the path I’ve been on, partially because of that conversation I had with a friend I focused on trying not to become a mess.  I’m happy to say I’ve had some success on that front.  I’ve kept up my language training on Duolingo completing training every day for the last 372 days.  I’ve also lost 10 pounds and for the last month I’ve been under 190 pounds which hasn’t happened in my adult life.  But I’ve also fallen down, I have a book that needs completing that I haven’t gotten back to, my guitar has set idle for far too long and I really wanted to sell more of my stuff on Ebay.

But here’s the good news, bad news of the pandemic.  Even though vaccinations are starting to happen, we’re all likely to have some reduced social options for a time.  That’s the bad news, but the good news is that means there is still some time to turn into that butterfly.  Start now and in the next six months, by time we’re getting back to some semblance of normalcy, you can’t have achieved something wonderful.

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Happiness and Nostalgia

Happiness and Nostalgia

nostalgia, quoteNostalgia, the vice of the aged. We watch so many old movies our memories come in monochrome. ~ Angela Carter

peggy lipton, mod squadI found my inspiration for this weeks post in an unfortunate bit of news.  Last night I was scanning the news and saw the news that Peggy Lipton had passed away.  It was a little sad for me, Peggy Lipton had been one of my earliest TV crushes.  Right after Nina on Zoom and before Susan Dey on the Partridge Family.  Nina was also thin, pretty and had long straight hair, what can I say it was the 70’s and I had a type.

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Nina from Zoom

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Susan Dey

The Mod Squad was the progenitor of the hip cop shows, the original 23 Jump Street if you will.  I honestly don’t remember a lot about the show other than the actors, the way they looked and that general sense of cool that we all wanted and so few of us had.

Nostalgia is a funny thing, in small doses it can be a really awesome thing.  Having a dip back into the happy parts of our lives, the proverbial trip down memory lane, can be a really warm and wonderful thing.  However, spending too much time down that memory lane can be a problem.  If you live too much in the past, you lose touch with the present.  Particularly if you are doing it to avoid a less happy now.  Using nostalgia as a way to avoid the present, and particularly as a comparison for the present, is a mistake.  You see our memories are imperfect records.  Over time, depending on what we want to pull from our memories, events in the past can be mentally photoshopped to be much better or much worse versions of reality.  So you can get lost in longing for those better times, but often, those better times weren’t really as good as we recall.  We’ve edited out the bad days, the tragedies, and the way we actually felt to create a more perfect time.  Our brains are masters of denial and rationalization and we can create a really wonderful past that never existed.

But dipping your toes back in that pond, thinking about sitting in your pj’s in front of the TV, watching young attractive hippies working as undercover cops is ok.  Just don’t spend too much time doing it.  Finally, my best wishes for Peggy Lipton’s family tonight, a really awful mother’s day and I hope they can find some solace in her long and talented life.  As always my friends, have a happy day. ~ Rev Kane

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Angels Pay it Forward, We Should Too

Angels Pay it Forward, We Should Too

Cheryl Hogle

Leadership is not about a title or a designation. It’s about impact, influence and inspiration. Impact involves getting results, influence is about spreading the passion you have. ~ Robin S Sharma

We lost one of the truly special ones this week an angel.  Her name was Cheryl Hogle (pictured above from my time in Plattsburgh) and happily I got to tell her this in person a couple of years ago in Pensacola.  Cheryl was one of the single most important people in my becoming a professional. She, at a time when she had no business doing it, looked at a guy who had thoroughly abused drugs and alcohol to the point of failing out of college, who was overweight, had bad hair, was badly dressed, a wise-ass who didn’t know when to shut up, and who looked far worse since he was usually standing next to Bryan Hartman.  A person who is the epitome of the opposite of my description, and she said I want to give you a job with a ton of responsibility because you can handle it. She was right and it changed my life.  What makes her more special is she did this for hundreds, likely thousands of others in her life. There are a lot of tears being shed, mine among them. My only hope is that at the end of my life, I have earned 1/10 of the love and respect Cheryl Hogle has earned.

I met Cheryl Hogle at the State University of New York (SUNY) at Plattsburgh.  I transferred there after failing out of my first college the Rochester Institute of Technology.  I was more than a bit cynical about attending SUNY Plattsburgh, the tour guides, the admissions counselors and later the orientation folks again and again talked about SUNY Plattsburgh as a special place.  I didn’t buy it, but it seemed like a good school and it was a positive move forward, so I went.  Man was I wrong, over my three years at SUNY Plattsburgh, I would come to not only agree but become a huge advocate for how incredibly special that college is.  I’ve thought about it for years, why?  What makes that place special?  Maybe it’s the unbelievably bitter cold of Adirondack winters, perhaps that builds camaraderie, perhaps only the best can survive it.  Maybe it’s the staff, the faculty, maybe it’s something in the water?  Doesn’t matter, it quite simply is what it is and I’m thankful to have experienced it.  My three years there were some of the best of my life.  I don’t have a lot of close friends, but many of them come from my time there.

My first year I was elected Dorm Council President for my dorm.  Cheryl Hogle was the advisor to that group.  During the spring semester Resident Assistant applications went in, Cheryl encouraged me to apply.  I was surprised, I didn’t have a lot of confidence at that point in my life, but hell, free room and board and a single room, I was in.  I was accepted and started the selection process.  Cheryl Hogle did a wonderful job of not only training us, but really driving home the importance and responsibility of the job, that we in fact had people’s lives in our hands.  I was proud to be selected and true to her words, had a couple of incidents, an epileptic student with a grand mal seizure on the street in the middle of winter, a student with a severe asthma attack, students who cut themselves and were dealing with all manner of psychological issues.  The training and the responsibility within that job was far more than I could have ever imagined taking on at that time in my life.  It made me a better person and instilled in me a confidence and sense of responsibility that in a large part, is responsible for my career success.

I’ve chosen to work in education and specifically at the community college level.  I hope that the work that I have done, has had some of the same impact on the students, faculty and staff that I have worked with, that Cheryl had on so many people.  It’s my attempt to pay forward what was given to me by Cheryl and so many others that helped and mentored me through my education and early career.  The Ministry of Happiness is another way I try to do this.

There  are a couple of points that I want you to get out of this post tonight.  First, tell those folks who have helped you what they mean to you.  I got to tell Cheryl, many did, her Facebook page is covered with testimonials similar to mine about what she did for people.  Tell people, you’re old teachers, mentors, parents, whomever helped you.

Secondly, pay it forward, the way you can best honor the folks who did this for you, is to do it for someone else.  It’s the best way to help others and yourself, have happier days my friends.  ~ Rev Kane

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Happiness, Wisdom, Calvin & Hobbes

Happiness, Wisdom, Calvin & Hobbes

So one of my all-time favorite comic strips was Calvin & Hobbes and it was a depressing day when the final strip was printed so many years ago.  Today an old friend shared with me a wonderful blog piece on the wisdom of life as found in the words of Calvin & Hobbes.  There really is some wonderful advice in the piece and following it could help us all have a happy day, enjoy my friends ~ Rev Kane

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Random Happiness: Stories of Kindness

Random Happiness: Stories of Kindness

This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness. ~ The Dalai Lama

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Tonight a tour around the web to find stories of kindness to all help us think a little better of our fellow man and have a happier day ~ Rev Kane

Tonight we start with a site dedicated to and containing a whole set of stories of kindness.

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A collection of random acts of kindness.

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Ten touching acts of kindness at the Boston Marathon bombing.

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Finally a story from one of my favorite sites, the Tiny Buddha.

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Happiness Moments: The Northern Lights

Happiness Moments: The Northern Lights

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Aurora while photographing Polar Bears in the Arctic

Green is the prime color of the world, and that from which it’s loveliness arises.                  ~ Pedro Calderon de la Barca

So a little writing experiment for the blog. I’ve been wanting to find a way to do some free writing as practice. And I’ve been wanting to capture the moments in my life that have brought me true happiness. I need that little pick me up right now with everything going on in the world and no real chance to travel. So, some writing about happy moments in my life, hope they bring you a little happiness too.

On my bucket list for a very long time was a desire to see the Northern Lights, and for the science minded among you the Aurora Borealis.  For my 40th birthday I decided to go to Fairbanks, Alaska during prime Northern Lights season in order to both visit my 50th state and see the lights.  I traveled to Alaska near the end of winter, heading very close to the Arctic Circle.  I was told I picked a good time, the night before I had arrived, there had been an absolutely wonderful display.  Unfortunately, for the next three nights that I was in town, I would spend hours freezing my ass off staring and dark, clear, starry skies with no lights.

It would be another ten years before I would make another attempt to see the Northern Lights.  Again, I combined it with another bucket list item, this time, photographing polar bears in the wild.  So I headed up to Winnipeg in Canada and jumped a prop plane over to Churchill, Manitoba a town known as the Polar Bear capitol of the world.  The reason for this is that Polar Bears hunt seals off of ice flows in the Hudson Bay.  Over the eons, the bears have learned that the bay near Churchill is where the ice freezes first each year.  This has to do with a small peninsula near Churchill and the counter clockwise flow of the currents in Hudson Bay.  So as winter approaches, Polar Bears head for Churchill.  I had booked an excursion in which I would get to sleep out on the Tundra for two nights and spend three days prowling the tundra in rovers looking for and photographing Polar Bears.  It was an utterly amazing experience and I think you’ll find the photos in the piece that I’ve linked to absolutely wonderful.

polar bear, arcticpolar bearOur schedule each day was the same, get up early, eat a wonderful breakfast.  Pack our gear, get on the rovers and head out looking for Polar Bears for the next six hours.  We had bag lunches on the rovers and as you can see above, got up close and personal with the bears and got some great photos.  They look so sweet and cuddly, but at this point most of these bears haven’t eaten for six months.  So that look, that seems like come pet me, is actually c’mon just a little closer, closer…seriously, they wouldn’t hesitate for a second to kill and eat you.  This is especially on your mind when walking around Churchill itself, where bears are enough of a threat that no one locks their car doors.  This is so that if someone encounters a bear on the street they can jump into a car to escape.

At the end of each day, we’d return to our giant lodge on wheels, eat a wonderful dinner and then have a group meeting to review the day and plan the next.  Each night when you go to sleep, instead of a do not disturb sign, you get a please disturb sign to put out if you choose.  This is to tell the staff that if there are Northern Lights, the SHOULD wake you up.  Our second night out on the Tundra, as our briefing wrapped up, someone inquired about the signs and the staff said, no need, get your gear.  The lights had already started.

They began as a thin green curtain on the horizon that continued to grow higher and higher in the sky.  You can see from the photo above that the entire sky in one direction would end up filled with green light.

northern lightsAt one point, as the green lights rose up high in the sky, someone said, “oh my god, turn around”  In the other direction a very similar thing was happening but these lights were red.  They had already risen nearly over our head and soon the two lights were almost touching.  Now I should stop here, because no one will believe what I’m about to say and I don’t blame them.  What happened next, I don’t even think is scientifically reasonable to tell you what happened.  But as we looked over and then up, the two sets of lights overlapped and then they swirled together.  I can’t explain it scientifically, and we were all completely blown away, a deck full of photographers, standing, staring at this amazing sight and you couldn’t hear a single camera clicking.  It was the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen, so beautiful that tears rolled down my cheek and froze to my face and beard.  As quickly as they had come together, they quickly dissipated.  It was one of the happiest moments of my life.  The next day in Churchill even the locals were talking about the display, one waitress told me that she’d lived there for twenty years and it was easily the best display she’d ever seen.  I am a fortunate man indeed.

 

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My COVID Times Diary: For the last time, this is not JUST a flu!

My COVID Times Diary: For the last time, this is not JUST a flu!

COVID death rate vs fluWe live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality.       ~ Iris Murdoch

We are now almost eleven months into the COVID-19 pandemic here in the US.  I typically use the date of March 12th as the starting date for the pandemic as that was the day my college closed down and we started working from home.  I understand that in fact the virus had been in the country for two to three months at that point.  And that some places like New York City, were already full blown into the impact of the pandemic earlier.  But for me it’s a convenient and easy to remember starting point.  And although we are nearly eleven months from that date, to my amazement I still frequently see people who continue to claim it’s all publicity stunt, a hoax, that this is really nothing more than the flu.

I’m going to keep this simple and straight forward tonight.  The graph at the top of this piece shows the death rate difference between the flu and COVID.  Although the age ranges are not perfectly aligned, if you look at the death rate for the flu for people in their fifties is less than 0.1%, while the death rate from COVID is around 2%, that’s 20 times higher.  And as is very clear from both graphs, the risk of death from both diseases increases with age.  However, with COVID, the death rate as you get older is magnitudes larger.  Now, people have trouble with percentages and rates of increase, so let’s simplify it further still.

As you can see from the figure directly above, if you add the total and divide by eight, you find that the average number of flu deaths per year, over the last eight years is a little less than 39,000 people per year.  The number of deaths in the US currently, according to the CDC COVID tracker, is almost 440,000 people.  Now one thing I hear all of the time is that the COVID numbers are inflated, hospitals are calling any death a COVID death.  There is of course no evidence of this what so ever.  But ok, let’s halve the number of COVID deaths, so instead of over ten times as many as a flu year, it would be over five times as many.  When you look at the figure above you’ll see that the worst flu year in the figure is a year of 61,000 deaths.  That’s one seventh of the deaths we have had in less than a year.  And currently over 3,000 people a day are dying, so another month of this could see as many as an additional 100,000 deaths.  In the month of December there were over 65,000 COVID deaths in the US, that means in a single month more people died of COVID than die in the worst of flu years.  It doesn’t get any simpler than these death numbers, COVID is killing significantly more people than flu ever does.  Additionally, this massively higher death number  occurred while we actively reduced social contact and, at least at the state and county level most places, encouraged mask wearing.  So these higher death numbers occurred in a social situation established to limit the spread of the disease.  Had we not done that, the death rate would have been even higher.

But in addition to the massive death rate from COVID, there is another issue that doesn’t occur with the flu, long COVID.  Long COVID is a situation where people often have long-term lingering effects from having COVID.  These include things like headaches, fatigue, shortness of breath, and often for months after they have recovered from an active COVID infection.  lt is too soon to tell if some of these impacts will last for years, or may even lead to permanent disabilities for these people.  So not just more death, but more suffering as well.

There is simple and obvious evidence that COVID is a far more serious issue than the seasonal flues that we deal with annually.  The only way someone doesn’t see or understand this comes down to one thing, they have simply decided not to see it.  They are refusing simple basic math and choosing instead to opt for conspiracy theories and fantasy.  The pandemic seems to have exacerbated this type behavior in the weakest among us which is unfortunate.

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Fear is Killing Your Happiness

Fear is Killing Your Happiness

fearWe can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark, the real tragedy is when men are afraid of the light ~ Plato

One of the biggest problems I see in society these days is fear.  It most often shows itself in the form of worry, people are afraid and so they worry about so many things that could go wrong, or harm them, or might happen.  I’ve written about this problem before in a piece entitled, Worry the enemy of happiness.  But today I want to talk more specifically about fear for two reasons.  First I see people expressing a lot more fear these days than I ever remember hearing and seeing before.  Secondly, most of the things that we fear are irrational.

I often hear people, usually people who want your support in some way, saying how smart people are and I’m not sure I agree.  Now you know you’re smart so of course that statement must be true.  However if it was, I don’t think we would so often see people letting their emotions overwhelm they’re intellect.  You may argue people are smart but they don’t use it.  This is like arguing that Billy is a really fast runner, he just never runs fast.  Possibly true, but not very likely.  What is often said about people that I do agree with is that people fundamentally want to be good and kind and happy.  I have seen this demonstrated, not so much in day-to-day society but in times of deep sorrow and tragedy.  People get caught up in a me first attitude day-to-day, but when confronted with the truly harsh realities of life their better nature usually comes to the fore.

Let me point out, in relation to our fears, exactly why I’m not convinced people are very intellectual.  I know perfectly fine human beings who climb into a car and drive every day without a care.  In the United States, nearly 33,000 people died in car crashes in the United states in 2013, nearly 100 per day!  Those exact same people will not wade more than ankle-deep in the ocean because they are afraid of sharks.  On average in the United States, ONE person per year is killed by a shark, six are killed worldwide.  There are normally less than twenty shark attacks in the US each year.  Our fears about sharks I have a feeling went up significantly in the 1970’s with both the book and the movie Jaws.

01Our fears are driven not by an intellectual evaluation of risk but our emotional reaction to the object of fear.  In the last ten years, less than 100 Americans have been killed in the US by terrorists.  If you want a bigger number you can go back to 9/11 and the total will be somewhere in the neighborhood of 3200 people in the last fifteen years.  In the last ten years, there have been roughly 300,000 deaths due to gun violence in the United States.  Yet I hear much more concern about terrorists coming to the US to kill us than I do about fearing gun violence from other Americans.  Again, this is driven by emotion not rational risk analysis, but I get it, the image of planes flying into towers, massacres in the streets of Paris, news of deaths in San Bernardino cause an emotional reaction.

Having an emotional reaction to something terrible is utterly normal, reading about someone being attacked by a shark or killed by a terrorist at a cafe should elicit a fear response.  That you react emotionally to the event does not impact your happiness.  How you choose to react and act past that initial response is what can damage your happiness.

If your reaction to shark attacks is to spend hours worrying about a shark attack before you go to the beach you’re impacting your happiness.  If you are unable to enjoy yourself in the water because you are very afraid that impacts your happiness negatively.  Worst of all, if you won’t go to the beach at all, or won’t go on a cruise or let your kids swim in the ocean you are letting your fears keep you from doing things that will very likely make you happier.  Some may argue that if you have that fear then staying home is the best option, you’ve escaped your fear and aren’t stressing.  But I’ll give you another way to look at this, you’ve let your fear dictate the way you live your life and have reduced the number of positive experiences you are able to have.  If you begin to avoid everything that harm you pretty soon you’ll be living in a padded room.

I see the same thing with terrorism, yes, there are people in this world who are willing to kill you.  They want to kill you for nothing more than your nationality, religion, color of your skin, sexual orientation or any number of other things that someone has deemed is wrong.  For this reason I see people speaking out in unkind ways about people they have never met.  I see political leaders using this fear as a foundation for bigotry.  Hatred and suspicion will never be a path to kindness, generosity or happiness.  And I would argue that most people see themselves as kind, generous and want to be happy.

When we come back to actual risk however, we see that terrorist truly pose very little risk to our lives.  This does not mean we shouldn’t work to reduce that risk for us and others, but it also doesn’t mean we should act in ways that are counter to our core values.  In particular where refugees are concerned, I believe we should continue to vet refugees the way we do, do a good job of weeding out those who mean to harm others.  We have the data that in fact shows over the last ten years there has been very little risk created from the hundreds of thousands of refugees we’ve admitted to this country.  We typically admit about 70,000 refugees per year into the United States.

04I don’t think we should fantasize that we can ever devise a perfect process, or that people may not change after they are in the United States for years.  We’ve seen this fear before in the United States, fear of Italians, of Jews, the Irish, Mexicans and Communists.  And yes, throughout our history we’ve allowed folks to immigrate to the United States who have turned out to be mafia members, criminals, Communists and others who were not a positive force on our society.  But this number has always been small, we emotionally fear the new, those we see as other, in reality these people have always and will almost certainly always pose a very small risk to each of us.  On the other side think about how these people have enriched our society and culture, it is part of what makes America the envy of the world.

02So let’s get back to being happier in our daily lives.  We need to reduce the fears that we have and hopefully this will lead to reducing worry and the stress that it brings that is so detrimental to your health.  My recommendations are as follows:

  1. Reduce your news intake, particularly your cable news intake.  You don’t need to watch 4 hours of coverage about the latest attack regardless of where it is or how many people have died.  Understand that local news also has a formula that will cause you unnecessary worry.  Whatever tragedy occurs, attack, earthquake, meteor strike, Ebola, local news will always do a story, entitled, <insert horror> can it happen here? Even if the answer is no that story will still make you worry.

2. When you do start to fear and worry about something, do a reality check.  I’m afraid of Ebola, let’s see how many people have ever died of Ebola in America, zero, ok, maybe I shouldn’t be so worried about that.  It may not eliminate the worry but it should put it in proper context.

3.  This will seem counter intuitive, but scare yourself, stretch yourself.  I am a huge proponent of adventure leading to happiness.  I can tell you from personal experience, the more you test and scare yourself and succeed, the more you will begin to realize that your fears aren’t as real as you believed them to be.  And focus on that, if you’re afraid of shark attacks go to the beach and just watch.  Lot’s of people frolicking in the surf and no one is getting voraciously consumed by the epitome of swimming death.  Focus on the reality of your experience instead of the fantasies of your fears.

4. Finally, actively work to stay positive, when you are worrying or afraid, ask yourself is there another way to look at this situation?  Instead of focusing on the 6 shark attacks this year, how about focusing on the hundreds of millions of people who swam in the ocean without being attacked.

I hope these tips can help and I want to make a final comment related to social media.  It’s easy to express your fears behind a computer screen and to dismiss other opinions.  Online we seek out others who echo our opinions, be careful.  If we have a fear about sharks and we post and read posts about shark attacks, the algorithms for sites like Facebook will feed you more posts about shark attacks.  In those posts you see lots of comments for people with the same fears which amplifies and confirms your own fears.  Be smart about how you use social media and don’t respond to others who disagree out of emotion and fear.

03So my friends, try to reduce your fear and worry, try to focus on more kindness and generosity and have a happy day.  I’ll end this piece with one of my favorite quotes from Frank Herbert’s novel Dune, I have always found these words to be profoundly wise and have quoted this to myself at times when I was truly afraid. ~ Rev Kane

I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.          ~ The character Paul from Frank Herbert’s Dune

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