The way to love someone
is to lightly run your finger over that person's soul
until you find a crack,
and then gently pour your love into that crack.
~Keith Miller

Sunday, September 1, 2019

White Heron surveying The San Gabriel River southern branch



60 has been my favorite year so far and we've finished only 2/3rds of it.  Probably several things have come together to make this such a neat time in my life. A major one for me is ... one of the things I have struggled with over the years is celebrating important occasions, marking milestones well. The Happiness Hypothesis guy, Haidt, well, let's do this...


The Happiness Hypothesis is a book about ten Great Ideas. Each chapter is an attempt to savor one idea that has been discovered by several of the world's civilizations -- to question it in light of what we now know from scientific research, and to extract from it the lessons that still apply to our modern lives and illuminate the causes of human flourishing.


I bought the book back in 2011 in support of some things I was thinking about back then. Lately it was added to my Audible library because I wanted to read it again before recommending it to Tommy's daughter in law (He'd adore her ... and they are expecting a son in January
I can feel him busting buttons on his robe of white.) 
A friend and I were trying to float some of the scorching Texas heat off the other day when the topic of my hearing loss came up. I don't want to fiddle with hearing aids yet. I can tune out most of what I don't want to hear while still hearing birds chirp and the fountain energy resolving with a happy patter in the pool ... I was raised back when Walter Cronkite read you news you could count on, back before Third World Problems were our own. 
She is a nurse Doctor (taught nursing) evolved to "Life Coach", super smart (like, I can see her actually thinking about what was said rather than what she's going to reply and it makes me smile). She is the most "free spirited" person I can ever remember letting in to my life. She said she has recently read studies linking hearing loss with dementia and told me that the area of my brain that processes and interprets language is also the memory recall center. I thought, but didn't say, I don't know about that*, she is after all a professional in that broader area. 

 *just because I have hearing loss doesn't mean that I will also develop dementia ... but maybe there is a link ... so have they linked memory with smell because my memories are easily prompted by smells as well ... sounds actually seem to recall feelings before memories (like this, Rumors album, released in 1977 which was the year I took my little world by the tail ... i hear a snippet form that and I smile. I feel happy ... why do I feel happy? Oh yeah, 1977.  Language is different from sound, obviously related for the hearing, but still ... . Then I wondered about selective hearing, or selecting what I hear, and the idea of listening to the Haidt book quickly progressed to my Amazon wishlist. I'm listening to it while I sew quilt tops together and while I garden. 
I like the quiet I find myself with. I didn't tell her this (because of that life coach thing) when she asked me what hearing loss "feels" like. But ... it feels good to me, my interior space is invitingly calm and generally happy ... it's the outside world that is troubling. That a dial down the societal hum makes sense to me. It's in my good choice column for now. I like the book and I love being read too, it there are memory health advantages to me gained that's even better!


60 has been my favorite year so far and we've finished only 2/3rds of it.

Probably several things have come together to make this such a neat time in my life. A major one for me is ... one of the things I have struggled with over the years is celebrating important occasions, marking milestones well. My sixtieth birthday celebration seemed like a good place to start trying to remedy that . The Happiness Hypothesis guy, Haidt, said, the time after responsibilities to/for others decrease and the time before health related problems occur, is measurably the best, happiest time of our lives.  That has been my experience as well.
Haidt also noted that it is the actual process of achieving our goal that creates happiness while the completion of those efforts usually culminates in something more like a sign of relief. that idea also resonates with my goal oriented self.
Before my big birthday I told my husband that a "one time thing" really didn't seem like enough time  to eek all the joy out of arriving at sixty, the big 6-oh, feeling as wonderful about life as I do. He said, for this year we will celebrate your birthday everyday, and he is reminding me of why I liked him in the first place every time he says "It's your birthday!"

"Will you grill steaks on Sunday?"

"For your birthday?  Sure!"

One of the ways to "be" happier according to Haidt, and I believe it, is to chose to spend your time doing things that make you happy. I like walking as much as I have liked flying. I like being at the walking time of my life. I'm really enjoying this quieter season of my life.