Sunday, June 24, 2018

June 24, 2018

I do not claim that the beliefs which bring me to Quaker Meeting are true, in an objective sense. My beliefs are entirely subjective. My beliefs and all my actions, including attending Quaker Meeting, arise from choices which bring meaning and peace to my life – choices from which I experience growth and contribution.

I do not claim that atheists are wrong. I do not claim that anyone who perceives or worships God – however named – in ways other than I do is wrong. What I do claim is the experience of a power or a spirit which, whenever consulted, offers immediate and sound guidance in relating to, and learning from, other people with love and compassion.

I never read a more powerful or important book than Man’s Search For Meaning, by Dr. Viktor Frankl. That book is about the importance of finding meaning in life, for its own sake and because meaning, though different for everyone, is such a reliable, motivating, and comforting companion. Especially in these times of epidemic loneliness locally, nationally and globally, it is essential to our own well-being and to our level of contribution to others – to Life - that we seek, find and develop meaning in our lives, in study, research, meditation, service – or in the search, itself, for meaning.

Thursday, June 21, 2018

Time and will

There are many major types of differences between people. Some differences are internal. Personality alone is unique, at least in nuance, to each person. There are also differences in the type and, within type, degree of intelligence and aptitude; in health and fitness; in our interests; and in our assumptions and perceptions about hypothetically identical events and conditions.
There are also external differences, such as what we have, as measured for example by the quality and number of our relationships, by the degree to which we are loved, by our educational, service, work and recreational  opportunities, or by our bank balances.
There are two great equalizers: time and, barring mental illness, will - that is, the the capacity to choose how we will use our time. Each person has the same 1440 minutes per day. Everyone - again, barring mental illness - has the same capacity to choose to love, i.e., to accept people and things just as they are, and to express love.  Everyone has the same capacity to choose to grow, to forgive, to be vulnerable, and to be brave, all despite resulting discomfort.
Let us choose wisely.

Monday, June 11, 2018

Expectations

Whether we create low expectations or high expectations, we are likely to meet them.

Sunday, June 3, 2018

June 3, 2018


We experience grace more often when we seek it, or the need of it, in our daily lives; when we undertake to be a steward and an agent of grace; to keep it in store, and to give it away freely.

Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Remembering Bettie Simmons Chu. Mothers' Day, 2018

August, 1962, Mt. Carmel, Connecticut, USA:

I loved Neil Sedaka's "Breaking Up Is Hard To Do" from the first time I heard it. When the song hit #1, I ran downstairs to my mother and exclaimed, "My favorite song is #1! That means I have good taste!"
She turned to me calmly and asked, "It does?"

Ah.

Hmm.

Oh. It just means I have typical taste.
Thanks, Mom, for teaching me to think for myself!

Saturday, April 28, 2018

April 22, 2018

What can we learn about humanity from ... chickens?
On my way to Meeting this morning, I listened to part of a TED talk about the meaning of work. One of the speakers talked about a study – apparently a famous study – of chickens.* One group of chickens was the control group: chickens of typical productivity as measured by the number of eggs laid. A second group of chickens of extraordinary productivity was created. The groups were cared for similarly and followed for six generations, with a twist: the first group was left alone, but lesser-producing chickens were removed from the second group.
After six generations, the descendants of the very first group were a healthy, robust and more productive group than their ancestors.
After six generations, of the descendants of the original second group, only three were alive: the “superchickens” had literally killed each other off.
What can we learn from this astonishing study?
We can learn that the cost of seeing ourselves as separate from others – let alone better than others - can be catastrophic; that humility and cooperation are good for us, individually and collectively; and perhaps that individuals are connected by something invisible, mysterious and wonderful which some might call a Holy Spirit but others may simply, and well, call love.


* https://www.npr.org/2015/10/02/443412777/is-the-professional-pecking-order-doing-more-harm-than-good

Thursday, April 12, 2018

Confession of a Selfish Man #confessionofaselfishman

This essay is an effort to change the negative personal and social narrative about being selfish and, by that change, to reduce self-righteousness and increase courtesy among people.  I speak for only for myself.  This is a view, and a way, of life - a view and way which respects other views and ways.  Thank you for allowing me to share it with you.  I hope this provides at least food for thought.


Confession of a Selfish Man
    If we knew how to improve human relations and communications, in families, communities, workplaces – even on the global stage – would we do it?  Reducing self-righteousness would help and one way we can do that is to acknowledge, at least sometimes, being selfish.
    I confess to being a completely selfish man. Moment to moment, I decide which of the options I perceive best serves my interests and values. My decision may be deliberate or reflexive, conscious or unconscious. Often, it has been foolish. But what I believe and what I do are my selfish choices. I could use some euphemism for “selfish,” but that would yield to the perception that selfishness is shameful.
    Where does that perception come from? As babies, we are naturally, perfectly selfish. We cry when we are hungry, uncomfortable, frightened, or don’t get our way. As we grow, our abilities can become dangerous to our physical – or social – survival if unchecked. Parents and others begin to set boundaries: someone tells us “no!” – “don’t do that!” – “you have to do this!”

“Don’t be selfish!”

    Soon we learn the shame of being called selfish and of feeling selfish. We learn, too, the power of calling another selfish – a power that depends on the implicit denial of our own selfishness.  We learn to deny the obvious: except when addiction or mental illness interferes with free choice, it is up to each of us how we respond to the circumstances of our lives – how we spend our time and money, pursue our goals, and manage our fears, impulses and yearnings.
    Exercising free choice is selfish by definition. Whether to vote, to help someone in need, to take a risk; whom we admire or serve, how we treat others, and whether we do what we said we would do – these are all choices. 
    Personal morality is the selfish selection of the values we claim, whether and how we adhere to them, and what we think and do when others – or we ourselves – act inconsistently with our values. There are countless dysfunctional, ill-mannered, unethical, and criminal acts every day, but it is their results, not the selfishness behind them, that make them so. There are also countless acts of kindness, generosity and heroism every day, and it is their results, not their selflessness, that make them so.  Indeed, the essence of integrity is that it is genuine – that it is chosen, not driven by looking good.
    Seeing our lives as a series of decisions for which we are responsible is both clarifying and liberating. In contrast to the heavy chain mail of self-protection and the cloak of righteousness, accepting that we are selfish is a light and comfortable garment. It reminds us to be sensible about our choices – to try to understand what is going on; to identify our options and their likely consequences; and to be honest about our values and priorities.
    Besides immunizing me from the shame of being called selfish, my confession of selfishness leads to a kind of moral disarmament: how can I criticize others either for being selfish – or for striving to live unselfishly?
    With the perception of my complete selfishness came, briefly, chagrin at the realization that my choices make me responsible for every deficit between my potential and my accomplishments.  Oh well.  Why focus on that?  Why not focus on doing my best - and for what moment am I not prepared to do my best?
    Choosing to do our best to be faithful to our values provides a sense of control and of purpose, and an internal gyroscope in aid of our purpose. Being responsible for the consequences of our choices, even in error and folly, we can choose to be our best selves because we get much more from doing so – including the vital satisfaction of contributing to others – than we would from denying our power over our lives.
    The proverbial tree of the knowledge of good and evil turns out to be the tree of only the perception of the knowledge of good and evil: accepting our selfishness makes it easier to acknowledge that, beyond objective facts, and particularly concerning the meaning of facts, we speak not in pronouncements but in perceptions. Conversations become more interesting and the swift resolution of conflicts becomes more likely when, freed from feeling that we must appear unselfish – or that we can’t be selfish because we have a lock on the truth – we seek to understand others’ perspectives and to respond appropriately. The inner conflict from denial of the fundamental selfishness of our choices quiets, and compassion for the diverse and marvelous human family grows.                

© Leeland Cole-Chu

See also Selfishness: The Essence of Life (1991).

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