Natural pleasures are great.
Healthy food, exercise, cleanliness, accomplishment, connection, etc.

These are the things that people were made to enjoy.

These days, mankind has focused its efforts on creating
concentrated pleasure.

Instead of natural sweets like fruit, we eat processed foods that have ten times the sweetness you find in nature.

Instead of exercise from finding food and creating shelter, there are boot camps and Iron Man triathalon.

Instead of getting comfortable thinking about things when there are a few minutes to kill, we pull out our phones.

Instead of buying things we need as they break or wear out, we go on QVC and buy things for the dopamine hit we get from getting it before they are all gone!

We have trained our brains to expect huge surges of dopamine from these “super rewards” we have created for ourselves.

We have become addicted to this dopamine and this way of life.
It’s like needing a higher and higher dose of narcotics to get your high.

I want you to know, it’s not your fault.
You haven’t created this on purpose.
In fact, it is bred into you to adapt and seek more and more.

But you’ve gone along with it.
No judgment here.  I’m in the same line as you at Starbuck’s.
It’s just that you have to acknowledge that you have gone along with it in order to take control back.

You have created your life with concentrated pleasure.

But you also can create a life without addiction to the dopamine high.

I don’t think I’m a unicorn.
Concentrated pleasure is the new normal.

But  keep in mind that where people get in trouble (hooked) is in these concentrated pleasures.

Try giving them up for a little while.  That’s when you find out how addicted you really are.

Give up Facebook or shopping online or the family Black Friday shopping ritual.

Try sitting with nothing but your own thoughts for 10 minutes.
If that drives you crazy, as it does most people, it may be time to cut down on the electronics.

We can’t do better unless we know better… unless we are aware.

I’m not an extremist.
Everyone does what they need to do to make their life work.
And I’m not saying to give everything up.

It’s not as much about giving something up as recalibrating our likes.

I found myself at a place where every drink I enjoyed was flavored or caffeinated.
I have intentionally decided to enjoy water.
For the past year I’ve had nothing to drink but water 99% of the time.
Water has become a natural pleasure for me.

Develop an enjoyment of the natural pleasures, make your life everything you want it to be, and you won’t crave concentrated pleasures to numb yourself.

That’s what I want to model to my kids.

Now excuse me while I go develop a deeper enjoyment of the natural pleasure of walking barefoot. 😉
(This really is the next natural pleasure I am cultivating.  That and soup. Yes, soup. And breathing. And showering. And non-verbal conversation. OK, I’m a work in progress. Lots still to enjoy.)

XO
Ellen

It’s true.
Try it.
If you are feeling the deep kind of gratitude… the kind that you feel deep down inside… you can’t simultaneously feel fear.
Fear OR Gratitude.
One or the other.
This is such good information!
I choose gratitude!
What I do is store up the really deeply grateful events I have had in my life.
Then I pull them out when I am feeling really scared.  Because when I feel afraid, I find it hard to come up with something on the spot that I feel grateful for.
My brain doesn’t look for solutions when it’s freaking out.
It can’t be the kind of gratitude that you feel when you say grace after a meal.
That perfunctory kind of gratitude won’t trump fear.
It’s got to be the kind of gratitude you feel physically.
Here are a few I pull from:
When our midwife, Q, was able to keep me from having a C section by working with me until we found one position I could lay in that wouldn’t make my baby’s heart rate drop. We were so grateful, she had to stop us from naming our daughter “Q.”
When my son was in the ER at the age of 10 with severe abdominal pain and the nurses were putting in an IV and prepping him for surgery before he’d even seen a doctor, and I called my friend Tammy and she told me exactly what to do.
When I learned I had gestational diabetes and was told I had to learn to inject myself with insulin before I could leave the next doctor’s visit. Normally I was so upset by shots that I would have spontaneous nosebleeds.  That day my friend Stephanie took me into the bathroom of our office and put the needle in my hand and gently pushed my hand so the needle went into her stomach She wanted me to practice on her before I had to inject myself. (She was diabetic. And awesome.)
The three people I knew who came to my father’s funeral. I am still so very thankful.
So many people have been deeply kind to me.
I keep a bean pot with tiny scraps of paper in it.  Each time I have an experience in which I feel gratitude, I write it down and put it in the pot. I try to include enough detail so it takes me back to that experience strongly enough to not just remember it, but also feel it in my body.
Through this practice, I am getting better at feeling spontaneous gratitude. Through practice I can call on the emotion of thanks much more easily than I used to.
In the middle of the night, when I contemplate whether my daughter will ever be well again, or wonder if my son’s latest concussion will leave him with lasting effects, I pull out my bean pot and feel grateful instead.
The same thing works with money fears.
When you are afraid you won’t have enough money for your retirement…
When it feels like you could lose it all…
Create some gratitude.
Try it out

As a parent, I want to fix things when my kids are hurting.

I have to remind myself that I want them to go through hard times.
Even when things aren’t fair.

Especially when things aren’t fair.

It’s the times of challenge that breed confidence. You only create confidence by going through something difficult… going through the fire and getting to the other side.

It was that way when your child learned to walk. You didn’t watch him try to walk the first time and when he fell say,

“Well, I guess this one wasn’t a walker. We’ll just carry him the rest of his life so he doesn’t fall again.”

No, you clapped. You squealed. You took pictures.

There is room to be a cheerleader in all of life’s challenges.

You don’t need to squeal when they are teens. I have found a more “cool” way to cheerlead.
I try something like, “Wow. That situation really does suck. But you handled it really well.”

 

 

I know I can fix things for my kids.

But sometimes fixing is really breaking.