Let’s talk about fear….

Why?

Because fear seems to me to rule our lives.

In every way.

I would argue that almost every decision I have made in my life has been driven/chosen via fear. Certainly, this may not be the case for everyone. But, in my view, I suspect it is true for most of us.

It has been said that every choice that we make is either driven by pleasure or pain – moving towards what we want or moving away from what we fear.

In my case, it has been more about avoiding what I fear more than seeking what pleases me.

The reason I am taking this tack today is because, in my view, this matter is often glossed over and the hard discussion around things that we do not want to discuss is all too often avoided. So, I am going to have this discussion in the interest of being open and, also, if anyone else ever gets to read this, to see if anyone else feels/thinks the way that I do.

In recent times, as I have pondered the reasons and/or decisions that have led me to where I am at in my life today, I have increasingly beat myself up for making bad decisions. I understand that there is no real upside to beating myself up endlessly but I wonder whether it is possible for me to make different decisions or whether it is too late for me to make decisions that can actually change the way that my life plays out. As I have only a few years left, I suspect that it is too late for many changes to actually affect the outcome as I have lost the advantage of time. In fact, I ask myself almost every day, if it is too late to make any significant changes in my life or if this period of my life coming up is already cast, based upon earlier decisions in my life. That, inevitably, leads to the “Is there any point in trying?” question.

So, what has this got to do with fear? Good question. Perhaps I have strayed a little from my original premise – most of my/our decisions are motivated by pain avoidance rather than pleasure seeking.

What I propose to do right now is look at some of my “bad” decisions – those that did not serve me, long-term – to see what motivated me and then, to ascertain what was the primary motivator – pain or pleasure.

So, decision one, the decision to smoke. What led me to decide to smoke and why, after hundreds of attempts, I continued to do so. Now, that is a powerful one because any thinking human being would understand that, long-term, there is no upside to smoking yet, I continued for many, many years. I suspect that the initial decision to smoke was motivated by wanting to look cool and grown up – this may come as a surprise to younger readers but, when I was growing up, it was considered cool to smoke. In fact, in those days, tobacco companies advertising was largely directed at younger people trying to make them feel cool and grown up. Anyway, they convinced me!

Once I started smoking, I found it almost impossible to stop and I continued for 40 years, despite having promised myself hundreds, if not thousands, of times, to stop. I rarely lasted more than a few days. On a few occasions I lasted a year or more but always came back to it. One has to wonder why? Why would I revert to a habit that was obviously extremely bad for my health after I had been free of it for a long period of time? Obviously, something in smoking convinced my mind that there was a positive aspect to it – somehow, it served me – either by giving me pleasure or reducing my pain!

So, apart from smoking, over the years I made many decisions that did not serve me yet, at the time that I made those decisions, they obviously served me in some way or I would have made a different decision!

Then there is the argument put forward by various commentators such as do-gooders, self-help/motivational gurus, psychologists etc. that we actually have “choices”! Of course, path A or path B could be seen as choices because different people choose different paths but, do we really have a “choice” at the time that we made that decision? I would argue against. If the choices that we make are predicated upon our genes, our past, the society in which we live, the sum total of the experiences that we have, then it would appear to me that the only “choice” we had was the one we made.

Having said that, the “path” to making “better” choices [i.e choices that are good for us] may be built upon choosing to have different experiences by reading different books, learning different habits, having different experiences, learning to think differently, hanging around with different people and so on. If that is the case, then perhaps, over time, we can learn to make different choices.

That means that there is no need to “beat myself up” for the choices that I made in the past – I was simply doing the “only” thing that I could based upon my prior experiences and anyone with same genes, same society, same experiences would have made the same choice as me at the time.

It would appear that I have strayed a little from the original supposition about fear but that is not the case – I would argue that almost all decisions are based more upon the avoidance of pain [fear] rather than moving towards pleasure but, sometimes, this can be difficult to distinguish.

“The Unanswerable Questions”

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Well, here are 11 questions, the answers to which may change your life.

Now that I have written it like that, I feel somewhat daunted by the prospect of attempting to answer the questions that have plagued humanity since the dawn of time. It didn’t feel so overwhelming this morning when I was in my trance-like stake – the answers seemed somewhat self-evident at that time!

What I am attempting to do here is recreate the state that I was in when the answers seemed clear to me – whilst they may not be the “correct” answers [if there is such a thing], they appeared to be correct at the time I thought them].

Is there a God/Universe/Universal Consciousness/Greater Power [that creates everything, knows everything, drives everything that happens]?

Answer: Who knows? Will we ever know? Will it become evident to us after we die? A friend of mine who runs spiritual retreats and coaches people on how to live a fulfilled life says:

  • “Nothing has any meaning other than that which we attach to it”
  • “Man is a meaning-making machine”

So, either God or evolution turned us into meaning-making machines – looking for meaning in everything – ever since we started thinking! We have sought meaning in thousands of Gods, in sheep’s entrails, in tea leaves, in the stars – you name it, we have sought meaning in it! That, in itself, almost proves that what we think is flawed – as we have learned more about the world around us, as science has given us greater understanding about how the world works, we have given up attaching meaning to some of the things we used to but we still long to understand why we are here…..

This does not answer the question of whether there is a “God” but is does provide a glimpse into the possibility that, in our search for meaning. We create “Gods” to help us navigate the uncertain world in which we live. Imagine if you will, how uncertain life must have been for our primitive ancestors – everything must have been terrifying so they created Gods for everything – rain, wind, sun, storms etc. to try to, somehow, bring a sense of certainty and understanding to their perilous existence! Yet, as we have advanced and come to understand more and more of what causes what goes on around us, the greatest uncertainty still lies ahead – death! And, in our search to understand this, the greatest terror of them all, we have little choice but to turn to some form of God/Superior Power for answers as we don’t have any. So, as “meaning-making” machines [which may actually be an evolutionary  trait that, somehow, contributes to safety and/or wellbeing], we have to find some “supernatural way to explain death because rationally we have not yet come to understand it.

So, the most important question of all “Why am I here?” goes unanswered and always will [until someone comes back from the dead] and our only hope of dealing with this “unanswerable” question is to “make up” an answer!

So, there are a number of unanswerable questions:

  1. What is the meaning of life?

  2. Why am I here?

  3. Is there a God?

  4. What happens after I die?

  5. Why do bad things happen to good people?

These “unanswerable” questions extend to include the ones that we ask about ourselves and our own behaviour and life outcomes:

  1. “Why am I such a dickhead?”
  2. “Why do I fuck everything up?”
  3. “Why am I so unlucky?”
  4. “Why do I stuff up relationships?”
  5. “Why doesn’t God love me?”
  6. “Why am I not worthy?”etc. ad nauseum

And it just dawned on me that, rather than try to answer “unanswerable” questions, I should try to reframe my questions so that they can be answered!

Try these:

“What can I learn from this?”
“How could I have done this differently?”
“What can I do now, differently from last time, that will give me a better outcome?”

Now, this stuff is not new – I have heard a lot of this from Tony Robbins but, my writing this morning, which really started off from a place of self-pity, self-loathing, a deep sense of worthlessness, has led me here. That, for me, is the joy of writing. As I write [or journal], it takes me forward and the mysteries unfold, all becomes clearer, albeit temporarily! I hope that, by writing more, I can gain a clearer understanding of what there is to learn here.

As some of you know, I also write poetry – it helps me better understand where I am at in a particular moment. The poem that has come to me in this moment is:

“The Unanswerable Question”
As I lay in bed this morning, pondering
Pondering life’s meaning, are we all alone?
Is there a God beside us?
Will he guide me home?

Are you real? Or just imagination?
Wishful thinking, me just hoping
That you can help me, if I just pray enough
And do what I am told

Obviously, there’s no way to prove it
One way or another – it is al a matter of “faith”
But, let’s just consider, if you are there
Can you see me, can you hear my prayer?

Will you answer?
Will I understand?
And, if I do, will I follow?
Or, in my fear just wallow?

The biggest question looms large
“Why am I here?”
When all I feel is fear
Will your answer make things clear?

If I pray even harder can I force you to hear me?
Acknowledge my presence, give me an answer?
Probably not, I know this, why do I persist, anyway?
Out of habit, I just like to pray

Fears in shadow, ghostly
Afraid of myself, mostly
Realise that I like to pray; just for the peace if brings
In prayer I’m blissful, my soul sings