Monday, March 30, 2015

Some Facebook Musings

Please enjoy a few of my posting from Facebook.

I have been asking myself a question lately about Facebook and other on-line "networking" websites. What is their purpose? Perhaps they were a method of meeting new people that share similar interest, hobbies, etc. Maybe they are designed to reconnect with long lost friends or relatives. At first it seemed that way. However, I have found that more often than not, these sites simply are another way with which we actually distance ourselves from the act of true companionship. That is to say, actually spending time enjoy the company of one another. We post pictures of our travels, parties, events, et cetera to share with our friends and "friends". We post comments about how we feel or what we are doing at a particular point in time. We engage in witty repartee via wall posting and subsequent comments. However, we never actually talk. That is to say verbally or personally communicate with one another. We seem to be missing the true purpose of "networking".

I am comfortable saying that I have several true friends with whom I have communicated regularly. However, since the dawn of electronic communication, our personal interactions have been lacking. In our attempt to feel connected, I find that we are often more distant, more isolated than before. Our society has invested in amazing mass communication technology, but we have fallen short of coupling that with the humanity that lies within true knowledge of another.

I do not wish to sound like one of those people that pine for the "good ol' days". Progress is inevitable and should be welcomed as it provides us with tools that make our lives easier and more convenient. What I am suggesting is that we spend more time out in the world and less time sitting and staring at an illuminated screen to determine what our friends our doing or feeling.

A dear friend of mine often chastises me for not phoning him more often. Mea Culpa! He is correct. I have grown victim to opting for email or text messages to stay in touch. However, nothing says more to your friend than to hear your voice. I also have a friend who still writes letters, by hand if you can believe that, and mails them to me. No, he doesn't scan and email them, he actually puts a postage stamp on them and places them in the mail. I always feel great when I see a letter from him in my mailbox and have saved every one of them.

I know it seems difficult in our alleged busy lives to take the time to really connect. I am guilty of this same condition. However, ask yourself (if you are over 35 anyway), what you did before all of this communication technology existed. Were you less busy then? Probably not. When you wanted to go out to dinner with a friend you actually had to pick up a phone and call them. Was it that difficult?

So let's pull ourselves out of the house, away from the desk, and not take our "busy-ness" so seriously. Be human.

In Defense of Solitude - (edited and updated 1/7/2024)

I am sitting on my patio and enjoying choral masterpieces, a fine red wine, and a great cigar. The chill that is normally present in the October evening is replaced by a pleasant breeze. The cacophony of the crickets jealously competes with my music.  A delicate breeze blows an autumn harvest of leaves around my feet, and they twirl and dance in the natural choreography. It is as if the universe is smiling upon me.

Why then do I feel such torpor, such solitude, such melancholy? I know not. The affairs of time have cast a benevolent light upon me. However, the same aforementioned wind blows through the holes in my heart and whispers a song that is sad, yet somehow satisfying.

I have, like most, toiled in love's cruel game of presentation and redaction. This has left me somewhat hollow of heart. Many present themselves as wishing to chain your soul with kind words and dear promises only to turnabout upon them in nary a fortnight. Though I have fallen prey to this throughout my existence I refuse to disallow myself to feel love again, even if so temporal.

Love, in its nature, is ethereal and fleeting. The only sure way to have constancy in love is to direct it inward. That's not to deny others the gift of your affection but to place paramount the love of self.

Very often we confuse amorous feelings with love, but amor is desire and wanting. True love is neither desirous nor greedy. True love is unconditional. However, it is human nature to place conditions on our affairs with others. If we give love, we wish for it in return. This is therefore desiring and wanting the affection of another. When this desired reciprocity misses the mark, we call it unrequited. Yet truly we alone miss the point when we expect such equitable results.

When two people, whether intimate partners, friends, or family give love without wanting the bounty is overwhelming. We can go about our existence knowing our disposition of love is genuine. This is why the unconditional love of self reigns in its importance. This is why solitude isn't to be judged but welcomed. It is that respite that allows us to focus on the inevitability of life with open minds and hearts.

It is why I can sit on my patio and enjoy the solitary enjoyment of my own company and think, with genuine sentiment, of those who touch my life in ways that are inexplicable yet blissful. It is why I sit here thinking of you.

Who Are We, and What Do We Want? - (Edited and updated 1/7/2024)

Everyone wants something, and I'm no exception. This missive is not about me whining about anything. Nor is it about the jackals and fools that have occupied much of my space and time during this past year; nor about missed opportunities due to action or inaction; nor about external or internal circumstances that have led me to this juncture. No, this is about the truth of human behavior.

A wise friend once told me, "You only have yourself to blame for where you are". I was unwilling to take this as constructive commentary at that time, and instead internalized and personalized the comment as a personal affront. That was several years ago and circumstances are vastly different. He was correct, and I can "blame" all my successes and failures on the premise that it is all about my choices and courses of action/inaction.

We have ourselves to thank for where we are in life. Every decision we make is split. The etymology of the word "decision" will demonstrate the clarity of its very definition and applicability herein.

I am as guilty as all when I lament past decisions and the direction in which they've guided me. This is human nature. Most people never graduate from their adolescent ideals of what is "right" or "wrong". There is no right or wrong, only the decision made and its consequence. Grow up and deal with how unsatisfying life can be at times but take appropriate responsibility. Be realistic and understand that no matter the intentions or actions of someone else, you only have yourself to hold as the responsible party. This is not to say that good wishes or someone's prayer or thoughts can't be accepted, but they do nothing but offer temporary solace. Action requires effort. Passive effort is balderdash and essentially meaningless. When someone offers "comfort from their couch", graciously nod and maybe smile, but take it for what it is.

When you offer help to someone, make sure it's something of use. A hug is nice, but only emotionally useful until the embrace ends. If you want to help a hungry person, give them food. If you care, in any capacity, do something viable. Let's be honest, it's human to act out of wants and needs. You don't go to the grocer and expect to have surgery, as you wouldn't go to the surgeon and ask for a loaf of bread. We are what we bring to the proverbial table.

If you want to learn how to build a bridge, learn architecture, engineering, and construction. It doesn't mean you'll ever actually build one, but again that's up to the individual. I spend hours reading and learning new skills or simply knowledge almost every day. Knowledge is a good beginning step, but only useful when applied to skill and utilized through productive action. This will usually require sincere dedication and years of effort.

Good examples are my friends and colleagues who engage in artistic endeavors. These are performers, actors, singers, and other such talent. I cannot say that all of them are particularly proficient in their chosen artistic endeavor, but they have managed to create a positive situation out of the skill of self-promotion and have turned their ability and artistic talents into a viable "resource" that people consume. I commend this as they have acted based on a vision that was self-motivated. I've also noticed that they, intentionally or not, surround themselves with people who offer something toward their success, and tolerate little else (save for the few that are ego motivated who enjoy the glory as much, if not more than, the financial benefits). I don't deny the entertainer their share of ego-based indulgence, as this is something that allows them to be more creative in future performances and continue to please the audience. To wit, the performer's "job" is to please the audience. Each successful performance will lead to the next.

I have used performers as an example due to my close work with many, as a talent agent, since 2008. This example can be applied to any job or function. First responders are constantly training to improve their awareness and effectiveness. Doctors, lawyers, and other professionals undergo continuing education as a means of development and often to maintain their professional license or certification to operate within their profession.

The best salesmen are the ones who close the deal plain and simple. Certainly, there are skills and talents required to sell, such as being attentive to your client’s needs and/or desires, but the salesman knows the only thing that matters for success in their profession is turning potential into action – the close.

You need to bring what people want or need, and if you cannot or haven't yet adopted a skill, then acquiesce, and learn a way to make yourself useful. Always find the best fit between what you offer and what the recipient wants. Otherwise, you spend most of your time being unsatisfied and frustrating others.

My best, albeit late, wishes for a prosperous and productive new year. I don't put parentheses around annual periods any longer, but that's my choice and what benefits me.

Everyone wants something, and I'm no exception. This missive is not about me whining about anything. Nor is it about the jackals and fools that have occupied much of my space and time during this past year; nor about missed opportunities due to action or inaction; nor about external or internal circumstances that have led me to this juncture. No, this is about the truth of human behavior.

A wise friend once told me, "You only have yourself to blame for where you are". I was unwilling to take this as constructive commentary at that time, and instead internalized and personalized the comment as a personal affront. That was several years ago and circumstances are vastly different. He was correct, and I can "blame" all my successes and failures on the premise that it is all about my choices and courses of action/inaction.

We have ourselves to thank for where we are in life. Every decision we make is split. The etymology of the word "decision" will demonstrate the clarity of its very definition and applicability herein.

I am as guilty as all when I lament past decisions and the direction in which they've guided me. This is human nature. Most people never graduate from their adolescent ideals of what is "right" or "wrong". There is no right or wrong, only the decision made and its consequence. Grow up and deal with how unsatisfying life can be at times but take appropriate responsibility. Be realistic and understand that no matter the intentions or actions of someone else, you only have yourself to hold as the responsible party. This is not to say that good wishes or someone's prayer or thoughts can't be accepted, but they do nothing but offer temporary solace. Action requires effort. Passive effort is balderdash and essentially meaningless. When someone offers "comfort from their couch", graciously nod and maybe smile, but take it for what it is.

When you offer help to someone, make sure it's something of use. A hug is nice, but only emotionally useful until the embrace ends. If you want to help a hungry person, give them food. If you care, in any capacity, do something viable. Let's be honest, it's human to act out of wants and needs. You don't go to the grocer and expect to have surgery, as you wouldn't go to the surgeon and ask for a loaf of bread. We are what we bring to the proverbial table.

If you want to learn how to build a bridge, learn architecture, engineering, and construction. It doesn't mean you'll ever actually build one, but again that's up to the individual. I spend hours reading and learning new skills or simply knowledge almost every day. Knowledge is a good beginning step, but only useful when applied to skill and utilized through productive action. This will usually require sincere dedication and years of effort.

Good examples are my friends and colleagues who engage in artistic endeavors. These are performers, actors, singers, and other such talent. I cannot say that all of them are particularly proficient in their chosen artistic endeavor, but they have managed to create a positive situation out of the skill of self-promotion and have turned their ability and artistic talents into a viable "resource" that people consume. I commend this as they have acted based on a vision that was self-motivated. I've also noticed that they, intentionally or not, surround themselves with people who offer something toward their success, and tolerate little else (save for the few that are ego motivated who enjoy the glory as much, if not more than, the financial benefits). I don't deny the entertainer their share of ego-based indulgence, as this is something that allows them to be more creative in future performances and continue to please the audience. To wit, the performer's "job" is to please the audience. Each successful performance will lead to the next.

I have used performers as an example due to my close work with many, as a talent agent, since 2008. This example can be applied to any job or function. First responders are constantly training to improve their awareness and effectiveness. Doctors, lawyers, and other professionals undergo continuing education as a means of development and often to maintain their professional license or certification to operate within their profession.

The best salesmen are the ones who close the deal plain and simple. Certainly, there are skills and talents required to sell, such as being attentive to your client’s needs and/or desires, but the salesman knows the only thing that matters for success in their profession is turning potential into action – the close.

You need to bring what people want or need, and if you cannot or haven't yet adopted a skill, then acquiesce, and learn a way to make yourself useful. Always find the best fit between what you offer and what the recipient wants. Otherwise, you spend most of your time being unsatisfied and frustrating others.

My best, albeit late, wishes for a prosperous and productive new year. I don't put parentheses around annual periods any longer, but that's my choice and what benefits me.
Sick Days
Sick days, how I miss sick days. I'm not talking about the ones we have as adults. No, I mean the days when mom would feel your forehead after you told her you weren't feeling well. She'd hug you and ask a few questions. Not accusatory questions, but just the kind a mother asks to see if you are okay to go to school.

After that dialogue, and after taking my temperature, she'd call the school to tell them you were not going to be in. Next I'd take two St. Joseph's aspiring for children. I remember sleeping in a bit before mom would come to check in. "I made you some chicken soup. Come downstairs and you can watch TV." She'd leave the room, and I'd get dressed and find a folding TV tray set up in front of the television. The Price is Right was usually on. Within moments she'd bring me some warm ginger ale to settle my stomach and gently place the bowl of steaming soup in front of me. I'll never forget the aroma.

She'd sit with me a while, then I'd finish my soup. We'd talk a bit, and she would constantly be peppering our conversation with comments of concern. "Lie down on the sofa and I'll take care of the dishes." With that, she'd clean up the bowl and spoon and leave the tray for the same feast later.

I'd put my head upon the pillow brought down from the bedroom and watch afternoon TV. I'd usually fall asleep by the time the soap operas started.

I never felt more comfortable as a child then I did during sick days.
Can a Moment Change a Life?
I want to share a story, and this is true, of how we as people can, without provocation, change lives for the better. Several years ago I worked for a hotel chain at a flagship property in Baltimore. I was 19 and the youngest supervisor in the company. I worked the night shift (11 - 7). As a young man I had some difficulty dealing with some of the stress of running a 500 room hotel. When I needed to vent, I would go to the hotel operator (who had an office in the back - this was the 80's). I would damn near be in tears venting my frustrations. She would always smile and say "remember the worst day of your life? You got through that, you will get through this." I would go about the rest of my night feeling somewhat energized.

A few months later I left that job. I had a hard time finding another job and this caused my father and I to fight, as he didn't think it was smart to leave one job without another (dad of course, was right). One morning I was downtown about to go job hunting and saw this telephone operator waiting for the bus. I pulled over and picked her up. We had coffee and talked for a few hours before I drove her home.

We exchanged numbers and said we'd keep in touch (we all know how that works out).

About two weeks after that day, I was watching TV and my mom said I had a phone call. It was her. She said "I want to thank you" to which I replied "for giving you a ride home, you already did". She continued, "no remember that day, you were telling me about all the things you were going through and you were able to laugh and see the future. I've not shared this with many people but I've been dealing with heroin addiction for several years. That day I saw you so upbeat, even without a job and having issues with your dad, I knew I could do better. I checked myself into a treatment program the next day." She said, "you saved my life!"

I was in tears, I've never had someone say thank you in a way that meant so much to me especially when, from my perspective I did nothing. She went on to live a great and amazing life and I shall never forget it.

I hope that anyone who reads this will remember that the greatest gift you can give to some is the to have them leave your company in a better place then when they first saw you!