Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Accepting 2015



Here we are…the end of another year. 2014.  Ups, downs, lefts, rights. Sharp turns and u turns and detours and long tours. Sunny days and moonlight nights and blizzards and thunderstorms. There wasn’t enough time to do everything I wanted or needed yet I found myself wasting time at times.  And now, were at a milestone time…the end of a year. The 365th and final day of 2014.

This is a time to pause and reflect and reset and renew and take inventory and set a direction. To gas up. Check the tires, the brakes, the fluids. Reset the GPS. Chart a new course if you want, or keep on moving down the same road.

We pause, but time doesn’t. It keeps moving, flowing, marching, passing by, driving. 
I stopped making New Year’s Resolutions a long time ago. I actually don’t remember, but I think it was 16 years ago that I made my final resolution, which was to stop making resolutions.  My thought process was that “resolutions” should occur all year and be flexible and fluid and to put any significance on one day wasn’t necessary. Or something like that. 
 
Well, I’m going to break that resolution this year. I’m going to make a resolution...well, two. My first resolution is to be accepting. My second resolution is to make that my permanent resolution.
 
And yes, I’m leaving it open-ended, intentionally. I need to be accepting of my past, and my present. I need to be accepting of my flaws, my idiosyncrasies, my uniqueness. I need to be accepting of the fact that many times, I don’t fit in. I’m different. I’m varied.   I need to accept that there is no one out there quite like me, and sometimes that’s a good thing, and sometimes that’s a tough thing…though there are a small few that are close. I have my great moments, and my not-so-great moments, and some bad moments. I need to accept all of that. I need to accept where I am in my journey, literally and figuratively. I need to accept that nothing is rock solid and I need to accept that sometimes I can do it all on my own, and sometimes I can’t. I need to accept that some people are wonderful and some people aren’t, and sometimes I can’t tell. I need to accept that there can be many perspectives and angles. I need to accept when I can have control, and take it, and when I don’t have control, and let it go. I need to accept that I haven’t listed all of the possible aspects of this concept of acceptance…but I will add that acceptance doesn’t exclude change. I need to accept change. I need to accept that sometimes I need to make changes. I need to accept that change is inevitable. I need to accept that change can’t occur unless acceptance has happened…….

A couple of weeks ago, I write a post of 100 or so statements about myself. I hadn’t planned to do that list; it just kind of happened. And I hadn’t planned on posting it to this blog, but I did. And I didn’t plan on it leading to this new resolution, until right now.  But with acceptance comes awareness, and with awareness, hopefully it leads to new avenues of acceptance…

…and so, with that, I’m off to continue into 2015, wherever the journey may take me. And for those of you who have been part of my journey, I thank you for accepting me and helping me be aware of what life has to offer.


Friday, December 12, 2014

A Self-Portrait In Writing, In About 100 (Or So) Statements



I feel connected to many things in many ways.
I love listening.
I love music; music speaks to my soul.
I love being in the woods.
I love being near water - still or moving.
I love being at the top of a hill or down in a valley.
I love being in the city.
I don't like being in a large crowd.
I am very empathetic.
I am very observant.
I can be very sensitive.  (Sometimes it takes work for me not to be.)
Sometimes dramas and sad stories really and overly affect me.
I love history.
I believe those who don't learn from history are doomed to repeat it.
There's a lot of repetition going on.
I love breaking things down.
I love building things back up.
I am not very coordinated and I have a clumsy streak.
I am very rhythmic (but again, not coordinated).
Sometimes I dance when no one is watching.
I have a great sense of direction.
I hate being or feeling lost.
I enjoy thinking.
Sometimes I can't stop thinking.
I didn't think too much about the order of this.
I like seeing people smile.
I love to laugh.  Heavily.
I hate to cry.
I have a cynical side.
I have an optimistic side.
I have a lazy side.
I have a sad, near hopeless side.
I don't feel very hopeful about society and where we're headed.
And yet, at times I still hold hope for the world.
I like giving affection.
I like getting affection.
I will always give even if more than I receive, though I notice when things are out-of-balance.
I think expletives are sometimes useful and sometimes necessary.
I do have a vulgar side.
I am very spiritual.  (I mean that differently from religious).
I believe that science and spirituality are woven together.
I believe that organized religion gets many, but not all, things wrong, but religion does get some things right.
I believe that haters are gonna hate.
I hate hate.
I enjoy writing.
I really enjoy photography.
I enjoy cleverness.
I enjoy hidden messages, hidden meanings, mysteries, different perspectives.
As much as children learn from adults, adults can really learn from children.
I've rarely felt a long-term sense of belonging.
I am very much an introvert, even though I am outgoing.
I am very self-protective.
I am very protective of those I feel close to.
I've rarely felt like I am good enough.
I feel like I am good at a lot of things, but not great at anything.
I don't feel like I am attractive, though I do feel like I can be handsome.
It is very hard for me to stand up for myself.
I fear being or feeling rejected.
I want to believe in myself.
I feel like it's hard for me to believe in myself without validation - though I know that i shouldn't need that.
I like numbers, and logic.
I don't see the glass as half empty or half full.  I see it as just half.
I believe that the more we quantify things (or digitize things), the more we lose quality.
I believe that the more connected we think we are electronically, the less connected we are personally.
I believe that nothing is every truly black or white…not even colors.
I don't enjoy extremes of anything.
I believe in separating fact from opinion.  (I feel that most things are opinion and not fact).
I feel like the truth, as with statistics, and beauty, is in the eye of the beholder.
I believe the truth really does set you free.
I believe in fluidity.
I believe money can buy happiness…indirectly…to a point.
I believe we waste money…a lot of it, and often, and we're unaware of this.
I believe we are too judgmental, make too many assumptions, don't question enough.
I believe everyone is prejudiced…the questions are; to what level, and how do those prejudices translate into your actions?
I believe just about everyone deserves a second chance (though I do have exceptions).
I believe there are exceptions to every rule and circumstances to every exception.
I enjoy giving compliments.
I feel sad when compliments are downplayed or even rejected.
I find natural death to be a positive thing.
I believe that everything happens for a reason, though sometimes that reason may be very hard to decipher.
For every end there is a beginning, and for every beginning there is an end.
I can see the good in just about every situation.
You can’t have the day without the night.
You can't have the sun without the rain.
I love a heavy downpour, especially with thunder and lightning.
I love the silence after a heavy snowfall.
There will never be too many rainbows.
There will never be too many sunsets.
I love the full moon.
I love fog.
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
A tree is only as good as it's roots.
Sometimes I'm a chameleon.
Sometimes I'm an enigma.
Sometimes it is what it is.
Sometimes I wear my emotions on my sleeve.
I believe perfection is impossible, though as-close-as-possible should be strived for.
You can never get time back.
You never know how much time you have.
I hate wasted time.
Time never stops.
There is never enough time.

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Lost



I’ve never been lost.
While travelling.
Literally.

I’ve always been a “roadgeek”. It’s an actual term; it describes someone who is passionate about roads and travelling and maps and atlases and highway networks and transportation. There is a roadgeek forum online that I read daily and post on occasionally. Roadgeeks get “geeked out” over new road construction and planned projects and…not getting lost. Those who know me and know this part of me will occasionally call me to ask for directions, or to ask for help if they are lost. (I am trying to avoid all of the obvious and applicable metaphors here…but don’t worry, I’m headed in that direction…) Over the years, I’ve collected road maps and atlases. I can get “lost” on going to Google Maps and just looking things up for the sake of looking them up.

But, let me clarify my statement a little with two qualifiers: first, I’ve never been lost, if I define lost as “I have NO idea where I am”. There have been times where I may have missed a turn, or have tried a road expecting to end up in one place, only to find out I’ve ended up somewhere different than expected. But, in those cases, I kept driving, even if I was way off track, and eventually I was able to figure out how to get back on track - without having to stop and ask or look at a map, or use GPS. (In the roadgeek circle, there is a sort of shame in having to rely on GPS, and a good roadgeek will point out the many potential flaws in many of the GPS programs, such as inaccurate or non-updated data, or inaccurate road names or town identifiers.)

Where I have resorted to GPS, though, is to help prevent the second qualifier I have: trying to drive to a specific new address. And, this is my own fault in an exercise of overconfidence. There have been times, where I’ve been driving long distance to a specific address where I haven’t been before, that I’ve gotten lost. Instead of using GPS, I would look up the address online, and (attempt) commit to memory the directions to get to that address. Not write down directions, not print out directions, but try to commit to memory; because I can get to a specific town without an issue. And, when I have gotten lost is when I’ve gotten to that specific town, and missed a key turn on a side street within that town.

Basically, at any time, I can get to within three miles of an address without more than an initial look at a map. It’s those last three miles, where, sometimes I might get lost.

BUT…that’s not the point of this post…

Figuratively, however, I’ve been lost many times.
(Now we’ve crossed the border from literal to figurative.)

I think most of my entire generation has been lost at one point on our journey. We were given a destination, and we were given a set of directions. We were told that if we did well in school and worked hard and followed our passions and dreams, we’d find a good and loyal job, work there until retirement, and we’d be happy and successful along the way. And it seemed like a good route. Kind of vaguely defined, but good.

But, that’s like getting the following directions: get on the nearest expressway, head south, and stay on the expressway, and you’ll get there. No one lives on expressways. You have to find the right place to get on. And off. Assuming that the expressway stays open. And assuming that wherever “there” is is actually to the south, versus, say, east.

Most of us did as we were told. I did. And I think I’ve been one of the lucky ones, in having the same job for 17 years, but that too involved a major sharp turn (literally, north, from PA to NY) at a major juncture. But, I think most of us haven’t been that lucky, because the landscape has changed. We were told to drive a nice country cruiser down a nice country road, and instead we ended up on a crowded city freeway, where we’re in bumper-to-bumper traffic going 85 MPH and our exit just flew by…and the next one…and the next one…and our car can’t keep up, and…

How many of us have been on one road, and all of a sudden we find out that it’s closed, and we have to turn off? Without a marked detour? And our non-updated GPS is rendered basically useless? Or…the road that we know we need to take all of a sudden is a toll road, and we can’t afford the toll? Or, we have to get off the expressway because we’re low on gas, but the gas station that the sign said was at the exit was closed? So, now, we’re driving down empty two-lane roads through nothing, hoping to find a little crossroads town with a one-pump gas station relic from back in the glory days of driving?

Nothing…nothing is much worse (at least to me, literally and figuratively) than flying along an open road at a nice pace, and then being forced to come to a screeching halt.



What to do?

Well, in the literal world, when you’re lost, the first thing to do is to try to figure out where you are at that moment, and to figure out where you came from, and to try to figure out where all that is in relation to where you want or need to go. Which, depending on where you’re lost, might be easier said than done. Sometimes there are tools, such as GPS, or road signs, but sometimes those tools may not work. 


Figuratively, where are we?

As I wrote, most of us were told that if we did well in school and worked hard and followed our passions and dreams, we’d find a good and loyal job, work there until retirement, and we’d be happy and successful along the way. Except that one, loyalty is gone. Loyalty to employees, loyalty to employers, loyalty to regular customers, loyalty to family and community. I’m not going to attempt to find out and/or debate where this all fell apart (I don’t think that debate is important to my point), but it’s not enough anymore to find a good job within your passion and be a good employee. Between rising living costs but lack of rising salaries, employees are forced to move from job to job more than ever…assuming that they are not laid off in a cost-cutting/profit increasing move, which has been occurring more and more. And I’m not about to suggest that profits aren’t important – but it seems to me that companies used to balance profit motives and employee loyalty/morale/needs much more than the profit-by-any-means-necessary standard in place today. On the flip side, as consumers, we’re pressured to buy products at the lowest cost possible because our dollar is stretched, instead of buying locally loyally as was done in the past. The competitive marketplace/society/lifestyle has manifested itself to a point where we are each in competition at an individual level, instead of balancing collective needs with individual connectedness.

The rules of society have changed. Some of us have adapted well. Some of us haven’t. Some of us don’t know how. Our general paths, laid out for us based on antiquated rules, no longer lead in any direction. Do we have the tools? Are there resources that are out there to help us find our direction? That’s a hard question to answer in the figurative state, particularly in such a broad wide-reaching topic as this.

But regardless of all that, the most important thing, in any attempted translation of this figurative state, can be found in crossing over to the literal state. When travelling literally, if you find yourself lost, the key is this:  keep moving. If all else fails, just pick a direction and try to reset your bearings later. And unfortunately, it may take a series of getting lost, moving, still being lost, stopping, resetting, moving, still being lost, resetting, etc. But not moving is not getting any closer to unlost. Hiking guides have different viewpoints. One tactic is to keep moving downhill and/or downstream, because in either case eventually you will stumble upon some sort of civilization. Another tactic, if you have a cell phone (tool), is to keep moving uphill in the hopes of finding a stronger signal, which helpers/responders can locate easier to locate you. Those two pieces of advice appear to be conflicting, except that they do have one thing in common:  keep moving.

Once you start moving, at that point, the very next important frame of mind is…faith. And I’m not going to get into a religious conversation or definition of faith, but let me cross back over to the literal state. Ion the hiking example, you have to have faith that if you go downhill or downstream, you will in fact find some sign of civilization. Or, if you go uphill, you will be able to use your cell phone as a tool to be found. Or, as I stated above, whenever I’ve found that I ended up somewhere I didn’t expect, I had faith in my knowledge that I would end up somewhere that I would figure out how to get back on track, even if I was way off track.

In the figurative state, that advice is much harder in practice, depending on the specific situation. But if I broaden the scope to leave the question of where to have faith undefined, the advice still applies in my opinion. Depending on where we’re lost, we might not have a knowledge base to be faithful in, but if nothing else, we have to have faith that something will come up, whether it’s a tool, or an instinct, or a person, or a sign, or our own perseverance, or something, that we can tell ourselves that if we just keep moving, something will happen that will help us find our direction or that we ourselves will be found.

Faith is a tricky thing…belief in the unknown, or unproven, or abstract. Without getting into a long debate about faith, or make suggestions about what to have faith in, the important thing is to have faith for faith’s sake alone, if nothing else. My point is not to make this an exercise in eventually trying to prove the thing you choose to have faith in, nor am I trying to make a point that you have to limit your choice to have faith in a single thing (as long as you don’t pick conflicting things). But, having faith in something and acting on that faith, even if it turns out unsuccessful, is better than standing still. If we’re so lost that we have no idea where to turn or which direction to go or even how to move, just having faith in flipping a coin and taking a step is better than giving up and ending the journey.

None of us, I don’t think, ended up exactly where we expected to be, or wanted to be. Unlike a literal trip, none of us has been in control of every aspect of our trip, nor will we ever have. The important thing about the journey is the journey itself, and it’s not always going to be free of issues, traffic, closures, accidents, detours, dead ends…but hopefully, our journey also has scenic views, good co-pilots, blasting tunes, meaningful adventures…

…and if nothing else, some satisfaction at times in the direction we’re headed and the progress that we make…