The Power of Purpose

Today I’m thinking about purpose.  Fuzzy at first, but as I get older, and in retrospect, I see it was always there.  As a young adult, I looked at others.  Many seemed happier, more confident, courageous, and more competent.  I wanted what they had. It was obvious to me some had discovered the secret to happiness.  I decided to find the magic formula too.

I discovered the first key: purpose upon with I was motivated to look deeper. I knew in my heart that I was on this earth for a reason, learning to be happy became that purpose.  And now, at 66, mostly retired, after many books, support groups, therapy, relationships, seminars, TED talks, and trial and error, mistakes for sure, hurting others and being hurt, I feel like I figured it out. That doesn’t mean I always execute the plan successfully but I’m getting better. 

Purpose seems to me to be the anchor. With conviction of purpose comes the willingness to be brave and risk failing.  Risk embarrassment, risk losing the things most important to us, for something more important.  This meant severing ties with people and situations, some of whom I loved but held me back, who preferred to keep me in a box. 

Fast forward the next 50 years. Only now looking back is my purpose clarified.  

  1. To overcome the false beliefs my culture and family taught me in the formative years.  I was taught that I was not good enough, to not bother trying, that failure was imminent. 
    • In fact, the truth is, everyone has the potential to do awesome things, to be awesome.  Some of us have to learn that for ourselves. 
    • I trained my self, reminded myself, regularly repeated a mantra of sorts, especially in the face of a challenge, “ I am awesome.  Despite my imperfections and past mistakes and future failings, I am awesome and will be brave and move forward, step by step. I am the best man for the job.”
    • Marianne Williamson says it best.  “Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
  2. With the benefit of hindsight, I now believe my purpose has been and will continue to be multifaceted. 
    1. To love myself, and love others. One of the wonderful teachings of the Dalai Lama, something he says quite regularly, is “My religion is kindness.” 
    2. Explore, have fun, feel deeply the joys and hurts that come with striving, play, lost love, compassion, and even hopelessness.  Live large. No regrets.
    3. To laugh.  A lot.  With others.  And to help them to laugh. My mind is twisted at times, possessing a warped sense of humor.  As I’ve gotten older, I’m more willing to let those twisted play on words and crazy thoughts spill out.  And I find I’m not alone.  Others have them too. Not all are brave enough to let them spill out.
    4. Show up. Volunteer to help when I can. Be a witness. Be willing to do what others may not know how to do, or can’t bring themselves to do.

Simply put, my goal has been to live more of my life in categories 1-7 (see picture below) and less in 8-22.  Most of the time, I’m there now.  I lived the first half of my life oftentimes in the 8-22 categories. 

We get to choose the categories we live by. Not instantly, not magical. More like a garden. A life that is cultivated with work, joy, risk, failures, resilience, and decisions.  One foot in front of the other. My life experiences and choices, processing, have made this possible and I know it is possible for anyone.

I found the image below in a YouTube video. It can be watched here.

Dual temperature bidet instructions

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  • As you’re sitting on the commode, the dial (#1)  closest to the back wall is for the temperature. 
  • All the way to the left or counterclockwise is COLD.
  • All the way to the right (clockwise) is HOT.
  • The control on the front dial (#2)closest to your knees directs the water either:  Down into the bowl or, up to your parts.


  • Turn the temperature dial  #1 all the way to the right to make it hot.  This will clear out all the cold water.
  • Turn the front dial (#2) (counterclockwise) all the way to the left and you will hear water spraying down into the water. 
  • You will feel the warmth of the water.  It’s kinda nice. 
  • Once you know hot water is available, move the  dial #1 to the right to decrease the hot water and add some cool water, making it warm.  (Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh).  
  •  Slowly turn the front dial SLOWLY to the right  to redirect the spray to your parts.
  • Go slow so that once you begin to feel the water you can adjust the temperature a little bit more.

Never stop learning

Mid October. 2020

What a year!!!

More time at home, doing chores, letting go of old hobbies, re-creating others, and some new.

I’ve learned lately. Tooth pain might be a simple fix. The dentist suspects I grind my teeth. $20 and follow the directions and I have a custom protection from grinding. Fits like a glove too.

Danielle makes oatmeal about once a week. I’ve made bacon in the cast iron skillet (least favorite but I get to see my local friendly firefighters when the fire alarm goes off), in the oven, still pretty good, but still provokes the local VFD, and now, an air fryer. Perfect for 2-3 people.

If you stay open to possibilities, listen to your intuition, there are plenty of opportunities to continue to learn, and also put your skills to work to help the community, large and small. I’m focusing on the local community these days. Lately, its a volunteer gig driving folks to their appointments and shopping. I think I’m last on the list of people to call so I might only do this once or twice ever couple of weeks. Nice, appreciative folks. It gives me a chance to run some errands or catch up on the news while waiting.

Letting Go!

I sold my scooters. They weren’t little whiney scooters, these were highway capable 100 mph scooters (if pressed). But I’m done. Too many folks I knew got hurt or had close calls. And I can’t afford to take chances. My Toyota Prius gets just as good mpg and plenty of options for comfort, safety and entertainment.

New Hobbies! I joined the local Maker Space. People with awesome skills from which I can learn. If I don’t have a tool at home for the thing I’m making, they probably do. I’ve taken classes on 3d printing and graphic design. And more woodworking tools than I could ever afford or store. Fun stuff for me.

Change is good. Challenges make us who we are. Hopefully, learning never stops.

How was your year? What have you let go of? What are you doing new and different? What are you learning?

Stay or Go?

Teaching sucks sometimes, but it shouldn’t suck all the time.

 A friend of mine has got herself in a bit of a pickle. What seemed like a wonderful opportunity to teach overseas turned into some kind of a nightmare. The behavior coming from the students is outrageous and the administration appears unwilling to do anything about it. What would I do?

 There’s a couple of pieces of philosophy or at least the way I think about the world  and how I  analyze what I want to do or what I’m doing and if it’s satisfying the five basic elements of well-being. Those elements are positive feelings. Engagement therwise Known is Flow. Positive relationships. A sense of achievement. And finally a sense of purpose. So in a situation like that I ask myself: am I having fun; am I making any progress and will I have any sense of achievement. Am I making the world a better place by my tolerating this situation. Only the person in that situation can make the final judgement.

 There’s another aspect of decision making for me when to stay when to leave whether it’s a relationship or a job. And it has to do with intuition. It’s much deeper than just surface feeling. There were years where I taught where I was miserable but I intuitively knew I needed to stay and figure out how to make it right, What I needed to change to become a better teacher. In the end I ended up teaching 27 years.  The first few years we’re pretty rough. I and the situation got better and better over time. I had some tough students but for the most part I had excellent support from the administration which made life tolerable if not downright enjoyable. Students were taken out of my class if they proved to be repetitive behavior problems.

 Back to the intuition thing because of my belief system I believe we can access a deeper knowing if we truly listen so what’s going on inside our head or you might say, inside our hearts. Does this activity truly make me happy. Is this good for my well-being and health. I’ve tolerated some miserable jobs because I knew they were temporary. But I can only take so much misery. So much damage to my mental and physical well-being. I’ve had jobs where I lasted three days. Or a month.

 It’s a big world and there are plenty of opportunities. I don’t believe any of us need to stay in a painful unproductive emotionally abusive situation for any length of time. unless of course there’s absolutely no way out. 

So I wouldn’t tell another person what to do but I know what I would do. I would jump ship. Count my blessings. Chalk it up as a learning experience. And find something better.

Gardening Class.

Change is good

I’ve been told by a very wise man that I need to let go of what no longer serves me, and somewhere in the Bible, it talks about giving up childish things.

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Parked outside the old Watauga High School probably in 2010.

It will be an interesting year, exploring what used to give me joy, and no longer does.  And what things continue to give me joy, and new things to explore.

I said goodbye to a hobby, a guaranteed escape from the house for an hour or two, and a source of curiosity about how things work.

Yesterday, I did it!  I sold my scooter.  It was a 2006 Yamaha Majesty 400.  Perfect bike for me.  Big enough to haul ass down the highway but small enough to maneuver easily.  I had a Kymco 500 recently, and it bordered on cumbersome.

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Years ago, I had a HOnda Shadow VT700.  VT stands for V-Twin.  Nice bike but heaviery than I liked.  And no storage other than saddle bags.  Sold it, bought a Honda Reflex. LOVED IT!!!  Regret selling it really.  Bought a Burgman 400, which WAS stolen, and then the Yamaha.

The joy and time for riding is no longer as strong.  Even when I have time for ride, there are other things I’d rather do, and do without the risk of life and limb, e.g., woodworking, hiking, gardening, and so much more.

I’ve heard about others my age and younger really getting damaged, through no fault of their own, so I am no longer willing to let that happen while I’m driving a scooter or motorcycle.

Anyone out there want to buy a nice xl helmet or two?


Burgman 400


2008 Kymco Xciting 500


2006 Yamaha Majesty



Re-opening Schools Dilemma

Copied from a friend.  Not my words.


Consider this Betsy!!!

One of the saddest days of my life was the day of this woman’s appointment over our educational system. Now that she has completely dismantled it & removed civil rights protections for students, she’s planning a full out slaughter.

Teacher friends, good talking points for your conversations! ♥️

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Betsy DeVos, we have a few questions for you:

• If a teacher tests positive for COVID-19 are they required to quarantine for 2-3 weeks? Is their sick leave covered, paid?

• If that teacher has 5 classes a day with 30 students each, do all 150 of those students need to then stay home and quarantine for 14 days?

• Do all 150 of those students now have to get tested? Who pays for those tests? Are they happening at school? How are the parents being notified? Does everyone in each of those kids’ families need to get tested? Who pays for that?

• What if someone who lives in the same house as a teacher tests positive? Does that teacher now need to take 14 days off of work to quarantine? Is that time off covered? Paid?

• Where is the district going to find a substitute teacher who will work in a classroom full of exposed, possibly infected students for substitute pay?

• Substitutes teach in multiple schools. What if they are diagnosed with COVID-19? Do all the kids in each school now have to quarantine and get tested? Who is going to pay for that?

• What if a student in your kid’s class tests positive? What if your kid tests positive? Does every other student and teacher they have been around quarantine? Do we all get notified who is infected and when? Or because of HIPAA regulations are parents and teachers just going to get mysterious “may have been in contact” emails all year long?

• What is this stress going to do to our teachers? How does it affect their health and well-being? How does it affect their ability to teach? How does it affect the quality of education they are able to provide? What is it going to do to our kids? What are the long-term effects of consistently being stressed out?

• How will it affect students and faculty when the first teacher in their school dies from this? The first parent of a student who brought it home? The first kid?

• How many more people are going to die, that otherwise would not have if we had stayed home longer?
30% of the teachers in the US are over 50. About 16% of the total deaths in the US are people between the ages of 45-65.
We are choosing to put our teachers in danger.
We’re not paying them more.

We aren’t spending anywhere near the right amount to protect them. And in turn, we are putting ourselves and our kids in danger.

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Politics and Friends

Consider friendships, one’s that have no practical need other than the pleasure of the connection.

I have acquaintances that are Trump supporters. I don’t have any close friends that are Trump supporters.  I think I know why.  I do not trust Trump supporters.  I don’t engage in deep or difficult conversations. Why? Conversations are usually futile. By choice or ignorance, most are unwilling or unable to practice critical or ethical thinking. They nitpick “but Obama…”, and refuse to look at the big picture, the destruction Trump and his minions are unloading on the U.S.  It reminds me of gated communities.  They only have to see the pretty things, and shut out the reality of everyone else.

Really though, it really boils down to integrity.  I’ve heard integrity explained as willingness to do the right thing, even when it is not convenient or comfortable.  In other words, a willingness to tolerate a madman as long as it benefits me.  Screw everyone else.  The party of ME is the party/cult of Trump.


Many are willing to tolerate deplorable behavior from their elected leaders in exchange for a few morsels of self interest, e.g, tax benefits.  They don’t want to consider legitimate news.  They like their narrow focus that Fox News or OAN provide.

By doing so, they don’t struggle with the contradictions of their stated beliefs about love and justice with the hateful injustice coming out of the White House. They refuse to reckon with the truth.  Ignorance is bliss for Trump supporters, until it comes crashing down.

His now emboldened fiercest followers are also the most dangerous.  Think white supremacists and weapons.

Critical thinking skills are essential for making informed decisions. To think critically is to examine reason, purpose, assumptions, facts, consequences, alternate viewpoints, and personal biases before choosing to take action, whether you’re in the voting booth or just talking to a friend. Hopefully, with the help of these examples of fallacies, it just got a little bit easier.”

I could go on but I’ll stop. Would love to hear your thoughts on the subject.

“If you can’t dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with bullshit.”― W.C. Fields

The last paragraph in this article says it best.
and if you need to read more, this is a good one. 

Building a chicken Coop

When it was all said and done, I told Danielle that having chickens and going to the trouble and expense of housing them is not a good financial decision. She agreed. It was strictly entertainment. So here it is.

We did a little reading and I had/have a stack of sawmill lumber sitting out in a pile, and for a minimal amount of money for wood, we got this built. Hardware and fasteners were extra.

The coop is way overbuilt.  I used 2x4s, and the posts in the ground are 6×6’s.  Easily accomplished with lighter duty wood.  


The planning. Using an older and more comfortable version of Sketchup.


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We did a little reading and I had/have a stack of sawmill lumber sitting out in a pile, and for a minimal amount of money for wood, we got this built. Hardware and fasteners were extra.

The planning. Using an older and more comfortable version of Sketchup.

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The chicken pen.

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The nesting box.

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A video at the beginning.


Beliefs about making beliefs

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beliefsI’m fixated, which is different maybe from obsessing. The topic? Beliefs. I’m amazed that highly intelligent people, some of the best in their field, believe things that seem to me to be objectively absurd. But then my belief about reality is only a belief based on the information I choose to expose myself to.

To my ultra conservative friends with whom I have not yet alienated, When I try to bring up information that contradicts their opinion, instead of being curious, they discount it, usually calling it fake news. But when questioned about their sources, the “believe” that Fox and OAN are valid. I shake my head and wonder what it is like to be in their head, not that I want to go there for very long.

Other than current events, belief is critical to our perceptions. Where one person sees problems, barriers, and futility, others see challenge, opportunity, risk but potential reward. And then one can take it too far, of blind optimism, rose colored glasses. Who among us has bought lottery tickets. We know the likelihood of losing our hard earned cash is practically inevitable but we rationalize and hope.

Dr. Martin Seligman, the granddaddy of positive psychology says of the five elements of well-being, purpose and meaning is the most important. It worked for Viktor Frankl. Do you find that people that have some belief that they are born, live, and some say incarnated into human form, a spiritual being having a physical experience, have a greater sense of well-being? Are more prone to look for opportunities, accepting of what is and seek the silver lining? Seligman says they do. I know I do.

Remembering how I felt when I was agnostic, as a young adult. I rejected Catholicism at age 14, found religion again at 17, then rejected that in my early 20’s. (Trying to force myself to believe something that wasn’t more verifiable provided a cognitive dissonance that squelched any “peace that passes understanding.” I made a decision to do my own exploration, read, listen and learn, and ultimately found enough out there for me to believe in a higher power, that there is a reason things are the way they are, and that you life, my life, all of life has purpose. Don’t ask me to get too specific though.

As a result, you, we, become what we think about. Our beliefs are just thoughts that we keep thinking. Right or wrong, accurate or not, verifiable or not, to the point where we don’t need to be able to defend our beliefs. They suit our purpose. Joy, joy, joy, joy, down in my heart.

I’m running out of steam here. My question and I WOULD LOVE SOME FEEDBACK. What are your thoughts on beliefs? Or better yet, what are your beliefs about beliefs? Have you consciously cultivated your beliefs or default to what you grew up with? Do you challenge your beliefs by exploring other ideas, visiting and participating with folks with alternative ideas? If too personal, text me.

Maybe we should have a zoom meeting on the topic.

Life is like a lawnmower

Rough draft of a presentation.  Imagine a powerpoint with great pictures as you read.  

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Your lawnmower engine is a lot like life

Both are complicated and the more you know about it, and take care of it, the better it runs.  The less you know, the more trouble you have. 

There’s a couple of things I’ve been trying to understand my whole life. For starters, how things work? I’ve taken lots of technical courses.  After High School I took courses in and out of college in auto mechanics, sewing, woodworking, graphics and small engine repair. The other thing I’ve been trying to understand is what makes people tick? And more specifically why are some people happier than others and some people are not happy at all and then once in a while you bump into someone who is just completely accepting and happy and joyful seemingly most of the time.

156674-160776I was one of those who was fairly unhappy most of the time. I armored up and tried to put on a happy face. Sometimes, due to a new challenge or opportunity,  I was filled with hope but it was temporary.  

DrWhoFacepalmSo if you ask me to explain in a short presentation how a lawn mower engine works, and everything a person needs to do  to make sure it runs well, with the least amount of wear and tear, I would cringe. That’s not enough time. There is no easy quick answer.  The best I can do is maybe give you an outline of what I do that works for me. 

And after the presentation, you’ll go home and forget most of what I said. That’s okay. You will remember that at one point it made sense and you knew there was a way to figure it out. There are plenty of books, videos and people to give you more information but only if you are inspired to seek them out.  Some will decide that you don’t have what it takes to figure it out. You’ll get someone else to do it for you. And some of you will say screw it, I’m just going to run this thing til it doesn’t run no more.  


Life is like that too.  Except, in life, we only get one engine on that mowing deck, and when it is done, IT IS DONE.  

Doesn’t it make sense to do whatever we can to learn the maintenance required to keep our lives running at maximum efficiency, with the least amount of emotional garbage clogging up the intake and exhaust valves of our heart? Do we understand the acronym, GIGO? Garbage in and garbage out!  Not just food but what we consume with our mind and our senses, what we choose to see and hear? Entertainment, books, church and political parties included.

Where is the manual for living a wholehearted life anyway? I’ve been looking for it for a long time.

Despite our attempts to live well, we sometimes neglect one area or another, and the sludge of emotional pain and hurt builds up inside until we are about to blow a gasket. Like putting black tape over the “low oil” or “engine needs maintenance light”, we can disregard the warning signs and choose to numb out instead.  We do something to take the edge off, to feel good, or at least numb the pain; food, drugs, shopping, gambling, and more is readily available to most grown ups.  behavioral-addiction-signs-symptoms-and-effects


3a0e3ce6a21f8cf093cfd125d85d78b1WHAT ABOUT THE KIDS? What do kids do if they haven’t yet acquired the emotional awareness, the self worth; the perseverance and the resilience to deal with the emotional setbacks and disappointments in life?   Many of our kids see only limited choices. Escape. Numb out. Armor up. Get tough. . Fight or flight, act out or isolate. Numb out. Video games and food. And then, adolescence. When the need for belonging is overwhelming, and if their community is not up to the task, it is no wonder drugs and promiscuity become appealing. What the hell. Who cares anyway. After all, if it feels good, do it.



Maybe, if we gave our kids an idea of how things work, how to do proper maintenance, where to go for help,  we’d have a lot less broken lawnmowers in the landfill and fewer broken hearts in the world. 



And one more short one.

Doctor, doctor, give me the news.

When you think about it, there are a lot of similarities between emotional pain and physical pain. With physical pain there’s a reason. With emotional pain, there is a reason. With physical pain you can go to a doctor, and get some ideas of what’s causing the pain. They can do one of two things: fix the problem or he can give you some painkillers. If it is a broken bone sticking out of flesh, the painkillers won’t fix the problem but make the pain more tolerable for a while. Painkillers will make it so you can’t feel. And in fact you won’t be able to feel a lot of things. It might make you sleepy and inhibit your ability to function. Or with some more time and energy, the good doctor fixes the problem, resents the bone, and over time, you heal.  You will never be exactly the way you were before, but for the most part, you are on the mend and over time, you can return to most if not all of your activities.


My emotional pain also is there for a reason. If it is minor, I can try to self-diagnose and self medicate. If I have a splinter, I can try to fix it and pull it out. If it is too deep,  and I can’t get a hold on it, I might put some antiseptic/anesthetic on it. For a while I won’t feel it so much. It will fester, become infected. When the pain gets so bad, I might then call a professional. And they’ll fix the problem, not  just treat the symptoms. It is removed, expunged or discharged in some form or fashion. There might still be some residual pain but at least I’m on the path to healing.


Thoughts and feedback are welcome.