A collection of actionable philosophical musings aimed at improving mental, physical, and emotional health.
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Ways to Experience Life
There are two ways to experience life. One is the automatic way, in which we process and filter everything through our minds. There is a delay to our experience as our minds evaluate, compare, judge. And because of this, we are not in the moment, but detached. But there is another way, one we experienced naturally as a child, but have forgotten. And that is to experience life in real-time. To smell, to touch, to see - to breathe in the now. This moment, free from remembered pain or fears of the future, can be magical, and contains more than enough to fill our hearts with peace.
Sunday, January 13, 2013
Breeding versus Bonding Instincts
Problems in relationships are inevitable. We have two powerful forces acting on us that are at cross purposes. Call them breeding instincts versus bonding instincts. Call them genetic programming versus social programming. Call them our mammalian brain versus our prefrontal cortex. No matter how you look at it, we are most often torn into two directions when it comes to love.
In a new and exciting relationship everything feels good, due mostly to the love potion bubbling in our brain (neurotransmitters such as dopamine, serotonin, and oxytocin that drive us, make us enamored, and bond us). All our questions are answered, forgotten, or moot. But when that heady cocktail starts to wear off, and we begin to become habituated to the other person, the two forces -- one covertly driving us away to seek novelty, and the other consciously driving us to keep our commitment to the other person -- can begin to make us feel torn.
While it may not be possible to reconcile these forces, if we ignore their influence, we may wrongly assume that our partner is to blame for our feelings of boredom, listlessness, or disappointment, when those feelings may be caused instead by our breeding instinct telling us to move on (an instinct that cares nothing for our happiness or bonding beyond what is required to raise our children).
If, however, we acknowledge these conflicts in ourselves and learn how they affect us, we can take ownership of those negative feelings. And with this understanding we can forgive others, and ourselves, for not consistently behaving in the way we desire.
In a new and exciting relationship everything feels good, due mostly to the love potion bubbling in our brain (neurotransmitters such as dopamine, serotonin, and oxytocin that drive us, make us enamored, and bond us). All our questions are answered, forgotten, or moot. But when that heady cocktail starts to wear off, and we begin to become habituated to the other person, the two forces -- one covertly driving us away to seek novelty, and the other consciously driving us to keep our commitment to the other person -- can begin to make us feel torn.
While it may not be possible to reconcile these forces, if we ignore their influence, we may wrongly assume that our partner is to blame for our feelings of boredom, listlessness, or disappointment, when those feelings may be caused instead by our breeding instinct telling us to move on (an instinct that cares nothing for our happiness or bonding beyond what is required to raise our children).
If, however, we acknowledge these conflicts in ourselves and learn how they affect us, we can take ownership of those negative feelings. And with this understanding we can forgive others, and ourselves, for not consistently behaving in the way we desire.
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Missing
Since I cannot chase,
the conclusion drawn
is that you can fix what is broken,
but you can't fix what is gone.
the conclusion drawn
is that you can fix what is broken,
but you can't fix what is gone.
Thursday, November 1, 2012
Losing Friends
A couple of people I care about very much are, for now and perhaps forever, out of my life. Both losses, oddly enough, happened recently. One woman I have known over two and a half years, and the other for only a month or so. It is some consolation that these diverging of paths was not actually because of anything I did, or any failure of character or action, but because of personal issues over which I have no control, understanding, or say. I trust that each has good reasons for the choices and life decisions she has made.
While their loss pains me, there is also a part of me that is starting to feel somewhat liberated. There is an energy – or at least a spark of motivation – that arises from the ashes of letting go of trying to nurture a connection that isn’t, for whatever reason, working. Wrong person, wrong time, whatever. And while I do certainly hope that I can be friends with these women again someday, this moment of forced clarity has given me the impetus to move on emotionally and to begin to invest in other aspects of my life that are lacking and need attending.
What I struggle with now is that just at the time in my life when such friendships have become precious to me, and I have seen the need to expand and develop my social connections, I find myself somewhat isolated by the loss of these dear people and the resulting down time I need for healing and reflection. As a result, I must find new ways to connect with people, and perhaps find a friend and/or lover from who it is the right time and place, and for whom I am the right man.
It is the season of thanks, and I am thankful for, as odd as it sounds, a wonderful and amazing brain chemistry and the many great teachers who helped me forge an attitude and life view that always, without fail, leads me to health, balance, and peace. And I am thankful for those friends, near and far, with whom I am not merely an tourist in their hearts, but who have granted me honorary citizenship. Thank you!
While their loss pains me, there is also a part of me that is starting to feel somewhat liberated. There is an energy – or at least a spark of motivation – that arises from the ashes of letting go of trying to nurture a connection that isn’t, for whatever reason, working. Wrong person, wrong time, whatever. And while I do certainly hope that I can be friends with these women again someday, this moment of forced clarity has given me the impetus to move on emotionally and to begin to invest in other aspects of my life that are lacking and need attending.
What I struggle with now is that just at the time in my life when such friendships have become precious to me, and I have seen the need to expand and develop my social connections, I find myself somewhat isolated by the loss of these dear people and the resulting down time I need for healing and reflection. As a result, I must find new ways to connect with people, and perhaps find a friend and/or lover from who it is the right time and place, and for whom I am the right man.
It is the season of thanks, and I am thankful for, as odd as it sounds, a wonderful and amazing brain chemistry and the many great teachers who helped me forge an attitude and life view that always, without fail, leads me to health, balance, and peace. And I am thankful for those friends, near and far, with whom I am not merely an tourist in their hearts, but who have granted me honorary citizenship. Thank you!
Friday, September 28, 2012
Win-Win or Lose-Lose
Relationships are either win-win or lose-lose. If we try to win by cheating, or with a lie, we may think we're on top for a time, but in the end we both lose.
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Philosopher Brute
Anthropologists wonder whether sapiens
destroyed or bred neanderthalensis to extinction,
and one glance at my brow, as it happens,
provides a conclusive answer to the question.
destroyed or bred neanderthalensis to extinction,
and one glance at my brow, as it happens,
provides a conclusive answer to the question.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Why I Love
I am an artist,
I look at you and draw inspiration;
you are why I create.
I am an athlete,
I look at you and draw strength;
you are why I push.
I am a soldier,
I look at you and draw courage;
you are why I fight.
I am a worker,
I look at you and draw meaning;
you are why I toil.
I am a man,
I look at you and draw purpose;
you are why I love.
I look at you and draw inspiration;
you are why I create.
I am an athlete,
I look at you and draw strength;
you are why I push.
I am a soldier,
I look at you and draw courage;
you are why I fight.
I am a worker,
I look at you and draw meaning;
you are why I toil.
I am a man,
I look at you and draw purpose;
you are why I love.
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