The Döner guy.

I’m fighting a nasty cold this week, which is a good thing in the fact that it forces me to take it easy and provides me the opportunity to write a post on my neglected little blog here.

I had been extremely busy with the wine harvest and only had time to post on my other blog (http://www.winery-hicks.com). But now that a microscopic “something” invaded my system, I’ll rest a little and let the immune system do its thing while a do a little blogging…

I’m going to Darmstadt, a city south of Frankfurt am Main to take care of things and no doubt, I will stop by the Haso Kebab 2 Döner kebab stand downtown. It’s located on Adelungstrasse 10, near the Karstadt department store.

Nom nom nom!!

Now, not all people reading this knows what a “Döner” is so, if not click HERE. If you didn’t click the link, look to the right. Anyway, a Döner is basically a sandwich of Turkish origin. They are quite tasty and for fast food, not too bad for you… when compared to McDonalds. They are really popular here in Germany and may someday overtake the love Germans have for “curry wurst” (yuck) .

I’m a quasi Döner connoisseur, and in the years I’ve been living here in Germany I take special care to note where good places are. That way, if I visit that area again, I know where to go if I get the munchies. By the way, if you get the feeling I take my Döners pretty serious… I do!

The Haso Kebab 2 Döner stand in Darmstadt is one of those notable establishments that make pretty good Döners. Even though I’ve had better at other places, I ALWAYS go to this one when I’m in Darmstadt because of the inspiration I get when visiting this particular Döner stand.

Stick to politics, Angie.

The owner of the place is, of course, Turkish and a heck of a friendly guy. But it’s his employee that really inspires me every time I visit. He is Turkish-German as well and has a really bad speech impediment. In fact, I would say his speech impediment is bad enough to classify him as “handicapped”, which may very well have hindered him from  getting better work, but I don’t know that as fact.

The point is, regardless of his situation in life, he loves his job and I’ve not seen too many people put the care and sincerity into their work as this guy. I truly appreciate the way he makes those sandwiches and makes sure it is entirely perfect. Every movement he makes while making your sandwich, along with his demeanor, give you the sense that he sincerely cares to you give you the very best he can… a charming example of unexpected effects of nature’s work; a man doing the very best he can in his position in life and enjoying it.

Yeah, I’ve had better tasting Döners, but I didn’t enjoy or appreciate them as much as his. I’m sure his attitude alone keeps repeat business.

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In the book, “The Emperor’s Handbook”, Marcus Aurelius stated that “If you pursue the matter at hand along the straight path of reason, advancing with intensity, vigor and grace, and without being distracted along the way; if you keep your divine spirit pure and blameless, as though this were the moment to give it back; if expecting nothing and fearing nothing, you are content to act in accord with nature and to speak with heroic honesty – then you will live well. And no power on earth can stop you”.

If all of us, me included, could master and maintain that kind of attitude as the Döner guy, our lives would be so much the better. It’s easier said than done, but then again, he says nothing because he can’t…so he does it.

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Cha…cha…cha…changes.

The past seven days have been a real test in my inner strength, resilience and outlook. After the series of events I’ve experienced this week, I can be thankful that the years of studying and practicing philosophy paid off by providing me the knowledge and ability to deal with it. Because it’s personal in nature, I’m not going to go into details about them and it really doesn’t matter anyway.

Change ahead or change a "head"?

 What does matter is that a few thousand years ago some very intelligent men decided to sit down, think about the challenges we face in our lives, and develop a sound philosophy on how to deal with life and share it with others. I’m so glad I learned from them…and my dog.

Through these events, I have learned to focus on what’s within my control and what’s not. For example, I can’t control the thoughts, opinions, action and behavior of others, but I can control my own. So what I learned is that my opinion is really what matters because it’s the only thing within my control.

Secondly, I learned to look at the situation and see it for what it is. Nothing that happens to us in life is really good or bad; it just is what it is and it’s our opinion of the event that makes it good or bad. 

The Stoic philosopher Epictetus says how we think, is how we become. He says to avoid giving events the power to have a meaning that they don’t have and to keep our wits.  If we leave our minds unchecked, we are forever jumping to conclusions, manufacturing and interpreting signs that aren’t there.  Instead, we should see that everything that happens to us is for some good and if we decide to be lucky…then we are. All events contain an advantage for us…if we just look for it.

 I was sitting at the table this morning, reminiscing over the events of the past week, I thought about how everything is in a continual state of change, and that it is actually necessary life…especially in our own personal development.

 According to Marcus Aurelius, he says we should always be ready for change and welcome it when it’s our turn to experience it, because there’s nothing like it to heighten our sensibilities and elevate the mind.

On Tuesday, what I initially believed to be a bad situation, changed as I started to think about things and noticed that these were not catastrophic events, they were simply outside events beyond my control and it really wasn’t the situations that bothered me, it was my opinion of them. The great thing about it is, I have the power within myself to revoke that opinion immediately, and I did!

Dogs don't stress...why should we?

This afternoon, I decided to just relax, work a little in the vineyards and walk the dog. As I was walking, I looked down at my dog Oscar and realized dogs have a better handle on stress than we humans…because they don’t “haggle” themselves with “opinions”…it just is what it is.

A little while later, I started to develop a sense of inner peace because I realized that my happiness is not subject to the opinion of others, and it’s far better to clear my mind of all aimless thoughts, especially those that pry into the affairs of others or wish bad things on them…I suggest the next time you go through a hard time, try this. I promise you’ll feel better.

You sure can learn a lot from dead Romans…and dogs.

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My commute…

I love my commute. Not many people can say that but I can look anyone square in the eye and say “I love my commute” and they’ll believe me without a doubt. I find my daily train ride from home to Frankfurt am Main and back to be, comforting, exciting and entertaining all wrapped up into one.

Rheingau Line

The comforting part is the normalcy of my commute; same train, same time (give or take) usually the same conductors and also seeing the “usual crowd,” who are on the same circadian rhythm as me.

The banker, who makes every attempt to sit in the exact same seat every morning, opens his briefcase exactly at 08:10, pulls out a newspaper and puts on some sort of device with a lanyard around his neck…It’s a ritual he repeats every working morning. I’m not sure what this device is, but for a couple months I’ve been just dying to ask. He taps his finger on the arm rest of the seat and can’t go more than three minutes without looking at his watch. He doesn’t care about the time; he is painfully claustrophobic and just wants off the train.

Let me outta the train!

Then there`s “Captain Brick”. Obviously, Captain Brick is a  mason or in a smiliar industry, judging by the dried mortar on his boots and cements dust on the plaid shirt he hasn’t changed in at least two months. Captain Brick is one of those obnoxious brutes who talk without end on his cell phone at a level to ensure the whole train can hear him and he continuously talks with his mouth open while stuffing in a breakfast muffin and then spits crumbs all over his phone. If he’s not talking on his i-phone, then he’s listening to his “tunes” singing aloud at the same irritating level in which he speaks and seems to never tire of “Major Tom””, by David Bowie (I hear him sing that at minimum twice a week).  I think he makes it a point to sit near the banker just to speed up his looking at the watch.

There are plenty of other characters I could mention, but it would turn into a novel and this is just a blog. The point of the “comfort zone” is the predictability of knowing what you’ll be dealing with and over time, it becomes routine. These people are like a good book you can just read.

The exciting part of my commute are the ones you never see coming, like the guy last week who was so “spaced out” on something that he was sitting in the seat but his head was literally on the floor. I don’t know what he was on, but I’m willing to bet it was something that even Keith Richards of the Rolling Stones couldn’t handle. The funny thing is that whenever the train would stop, the guy would literally flip out. When the train was moving, his butt was in the seat and head on floor being dead quiet.

Hey, I wouldn't touch that stuff!

 I smiled looking how the conductor (who was supposed to check tickets) stayed in the cockpit with the Engineer pretending to look for something, while nervously keeping an eye on this character. I learned if you want a free ride on the train, act high as a kite and you’ll never be asked for your ticket…but you could risk being carried off at the next main train station by a couple cops.

Then there was the “Monk”. I don’t mean the religious kind of “Monk”, but the “Monk” from the TV show where everything has to be perfect and sterile. Monk had a problem with a vibration noise in the luggage rack overhead, and was so hell-bent to fix it that others were laughing at him. He pushed, pulled, while cursing aloud  and even tried to arrange the luggage belonging to other people to see if that would stop it… continuously cleaning his hands.

There's that vibration!

Eventually he hunted down the conductor to demand that a work order be placed to repair the “design failure” where he was promptly told that he should simply find another place to sit. Monk didn’t like the sound of that idea so promptly took matters into his own hands again, searching in vain for any kind of identifying feature whereby he could contact the manufacturer of the luggage rack and notify them of a serious design flaw.

The entertainment part of my commute is ALWAYS in the train stations. It’s literally like the TV shows  “Cops”, “The Osborne Family” and  “American Idol” all wrapped up into one convenient place…live!

Train stations attract all the types of people you know you should ignore, but are fascinated by and have to look at them through the corner of your eye and act like you doing something important not to draw attention.

A few weeks ago, I observed a transient drinking a beer at 08:30 in the morning (it’s not just for breakfast anymore!) and smoking marijuana. The funny thing is he “fired up” as two police officers were walking towards him. They informed him that smoking was not allowed in the station, which he acknowledged, and that smoking “grass” was also illegal; which he also acknowledged. He then requested that he be detained. I faintly smiled watching as the two officers politely found every reason not to “take him in”. He said if they gave him a fine, he wouldn’t be able to pay it, which they agreed that this was probably the case and he said that since he had indeed broke the law, they should take him away which they again refused.

 I almost burst out laughing when he said that he liked being detained in the police station near the Train station because “they had better breakfasts that the police station a few block further away”. The two officers (politely) took his “joint” and beer, wished him a nice day and went about their patrol. Five minutes later, he pulled another bottle out of his gym bag and as two more cops were approaching, “fired up” again…same procedure repeated.

But the most amazing thing about my commute is the lessons about life you can learn during it…I was sitting on a completely packed  train and was sitting next to a young couple who looked like living hell…Marilyn Manson gone wrong… piercings, tattoos, spikes and Mohawk haircuts…you get the picture.

Please let me help you with your groceries!

 I was thinking to myself what a couple “losers” these two were, when at the next station, an elderly woman got on the train carrying a lot of groceries and looking for a place to sit. She was obviously having a difficult time with it and even though my upbringing dictated that I give her my place, I ignored that instinct to nurture my own selfishness.

Suddenly, the young pair jumped up out of their seats and I thought they were going to rob or assault the old lady.  But instead, they immediately helped her with her bags, gave her a seat and offered to help her get the groceries home at her stop and they would get back on the train to their stop afterwards. It turns out they were a couple university students studying finance, did a lot of charity work for the homeless and planned to get married after graduation.

I sat there for a moment, slightly biting my lip, thinking to myself who the real “loser” was… and it wasn’t the punkers. I felt ashamed of myself for having judged someone based solely on their appearance and realized that all these people I am in contact with each morning and evening, enrich my life (for good or bad) and teach me a few things along the way.

So, what have I learned, you ask? On my daily commute, I have learned patience from some, words to songs from others, never to “judge a book by its cover” and to appreciate what I have because a lot of people don’t…and that’s why I like this “crazy train”.

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Overlooked treasure…

I’m sitting on the train, doing my usual commute to Frankfurt, thinking about all the activities of the preceding week; a trip to Helsingborg Sweden and a softball tournament in Mannheim. It’s been a crazy week, and I had the opportunity to do and see a lot of things, however, there was a more important factor than that, but I’ll get to that in a minute…

The "newbies" in the company.

My firm had all new employees come to Helsingborg for a week of orientation; learning about the company and getting to meet all the corporate managers. Helsingborg is an amazing small town in Southern Sweden, approximately an hour from Copenhagen, Denmark. Historically, its inhabitants have been fishers or farmers and it seems life has always been pretty good there, aside from several years of fighting against the Danes in the 1100’s.

Beautiful town of Helsingborg, Sweden

They put on a really good program, and I learned a lot about the local history, food and culture. All the new people seemed quite impressed that our new corporate managers went out of their way to be such warm and gracious hosts.

After the week in Helsingborg, I got home in time enough to re-pack, grab my son and drive to Mannheim, Germany for a fast paced softball tournament. There were a total of about 22 teams from all over Germany and Western Europe.

It was a long holiday weekend in Germany, and because several of the “regulars” on my team were unavailable to play (on holiday), so our coach rounded up some “fill in” players to complete the roster. So, for this tournament, our team was a “hodge podge” of complete strangers assembled together for a common goal…to win.

A great team was formed.

Well, we didn’t win the tournament (Switzerland did) but we came in an ”OK” 9th place of 16. Not bad for folks who just 24 hours earlier didn’t even know each other’s names. What’s more, since our “regular” coach couldn’t make it as well, he assigned someone else from our team to coach and she ended up doing an excellent job, making our team do even better, because she focused on the “fun factor”.

I am now planning your fun...

As I sit here writing, the train is packed full of about a hundred screaming kids on a school field trip, so please overlook any grammatical or spelling errors. In any case, I’ve been thinking about the significance of the past few days…

We are here to teach you patience!

This entire past week hasn’t really been about travel or playing softball, it’s been about forming new friendships and relationships.

 I was amazed to see how people from just about anywhere can assemble in a place, and sharing a common goal and working together can overcome most all cultural and language differences. What’s more, the time shared together engrains a “memory stamp” so to speak, where you’ll always associate a certain person to a situation and time where everyone involved accomplished something together and had fun!

Here goes another one out of the park!

Admittedly, I thought senior management from my company was a little extravagant by flying all new employees into Helsingborg and paying for everything (besides souvenirs) but I think the CEO learned something a long time ago about forming a team and a successful company; by bringing people together and spending time with them and allowing the power of social activity form a working environment, while enjoying it. We shouldn’t overestimate how important simple activities like eating or exploring together can impact an organization and enhance the overall performance.

Yes, we can!

It’s the same with the softball tournament; people who at some point in the past were competitors, spending social time together and then realizing the next time we meet, even if we’re playing against each other, will still remember the fun and nice time we spent together as teammates.

I think what I’ve learned after such a hectic week, is to look at others and try to find that “commonality” where we can interact socially and see that all of us are basically alike and the only way to achieve that realization, is a purpose in life and probably the most overlooked treasure we have in life…time together. I guess it could be summed up as: “People, who play together, stay together”.

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I’m a “junkie”

I have a confession to make…I’m a junkie. Yes, that’s right; I’m an “App Junkie”. I bought a “smart phone” (HTC Desire) a couple months ago, and once I installed my first app (software application), I was hooked and had the same “gleam” in my eye like that little kid “Ralphie” on the movie “A Christmas Story,” who wanted the Daisy “Red Ryder” BB gun. Now I can”t go more than five minutes without looking at my phone.

"You'll shoot yer eye out with that thing, kid!

The afternoon I brought my smart phone home, I broke out in a cold sweat as I was opening the box. The minute I “fired it up”, all the “bells and whistles” activated and at that exact moment, I KNEW my life would never be the same!

As I was playing with my new “toy”, I found a funny little “android with a shopping bag” icon that said “market” underneath it, so I launched it…SHAZAM! I found all kinds of apps that would give me some sort of information or functionality that had the potential of impacting (almost) every facet of my life.

I haven’t been the same since…

I have a German to English translator, an app that tells me what time to go hunting, an app that provides all known wine terminology and even a “mood ring”. I have major and minor league baseball, Face Book, Twitter, weather, and even an app that tells me all flight information about a jumbo-jet I see above me in the sky. I have train schedules, currency conversions and a vast array of other functionality, everything except a “Daisy Red Ryder” BB gun or an app that makes my dog behave.

However, of all these apps, I find the one I use the most is “Endomondo”. Sure, I’m still looking for an app that will go to work and do my job, but I hear that’s “in the works”.

Screenshot from my workout.

Endomondo is a free service that keeps up with my physical training. Using GPS on my phone, it tracks and logs my workouts, giving me a diary, so to speak, of every possible bit of information I might be interested in. This includes maps, elevation, calories burned, distance, time elapsed, spped and even how many burgers I’ve burned. For the real “anal retentive” types, Endomondo even tells you how many times you’ve gone around the globe or walked to the moon and back. It calculates a wide array of work-out activities that most people participate in…except Sumo Wrestling. My workout history can then be viewed on my smart phone or the Endomondo website.

The app is not hard to install on the phone and the website requires no set-up other than a simple registration. What’s really cool is that I have the capability to look at a workout and appreciate the fact that I didn’t die from what I was doing!

320meters straight up and I'm still alive...Ohhh Yeeaah!

 Besides baseball and bicycling, another favorite activity of mine is fast Nordic Walking. Yesterday, I tackled the hills and valleys between Rüdesheim and Assmannshausen. The hills are pretty steep and now I know why they call the mountain in Assmannshausen “hell mountain”. Anyway, every step of the way was logged by Endomondo and gave me a greater appreciation for what challenge was offered and accepted…I have a greater sense of awareness about my workouts, because of the capability to view the data, thereby motivating me to continue working out. So, if you are thinking about starting or continuing a workout regime, I highly recommend this app.

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"Hell Mountain" - Assmannshausen

 Now, I must say “adieu”, so I can look for an app that make me look twenty years younger…

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Things that make you go Hhhhmmm…

 

Message to the (wine) gods?

There’s been a strange phenomena happening along the Rhine River near Walluf the last two years. It seems there is someone who enjoys being the “mystery artist” by stacking rocks on top of one another along the river bank and balancing them in seemingly impossible ways. They appear mysteriously at random and in varying places, but always near Walluf.

I’m along the river quite often on my bike, at varying hours of the day or night, weekdays or weekends. After a couple years of this going on, I assumed, sooner or later I would spot the “rock Picasso”… but that’s not been the case.

The first question I have in mind is “Where does someone find the time to stack all these rocks”? The second is “why”? And lastly, “Why no one ever touches them”?

Mysterious....

Personally, I don’t have enough time in a day to have much “down-time” (nor do most people I know) on any given day for leisurely activities, let alone to go stack rocks. In a way, I admire someone who can manage their time properly enough to have a hobby of this nature. I think it would be cool if I had those kinds of management skills where I could say, “Hey guys, I’m going to go stack some rocks, see you in about three hours”!

As for why these stacks are created, I think it has a deep profound meaning; similar to Stonehenge except on a much, much smaller scale and no mysterious technology required for construction. Could it be a guidance system to aliens preparing to visit earth or a calendar like the Aztecs predicting the end of the world in 2012? Well, honestly, considering this is the Rheingau and with the amount of wine produced in this region, I think a little of the “red” has something to do with it…

Most amazingly is that they are never touched! It’s seems that molesting these stacks is taboo. There is no shortage of teenagers around here doing “teenager” type shenanigans and they usually leave “no stone unturned” (sorry for the pun). However, these kids won’t touch them. They get into all sorts of mischief but leave those rocks alone. I factually know they aren’t responsible for building them because it requires a lot of patience and would no doubt interfere with their binge drinking and mating rituals. It could be they know who’s responsible for making these things and I guess it could be the chief of police, or something. The only time these stacks disappear is when Father Rhine’s current rises and sweeps them away, but after a day or so, the mystery artist diligently goes back and rebuilds like ants rebuilding their hill after a heavy downpour.

Hi down there!

It’s kind of a comforting thing to know that there are stranger folks out there than myself. I wonder sometimes what compels us to do absolutely absurd stuff. This includes the mysterious giant “Teddy” I found 30 feet up in a huge Sycamore tree the other day, but I suspect that was just a shenanigan by some young guys to impress the girls.

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The Mneme…the what?!

The Stoic Emblem - Designed by D.T. Strain

The mneme exercise is a Stoic philosophical exercise to ingrain thoughts or beliefs into your mind. In a way, it’s like; ”if you want to change your life, then change your mind”. Self talk, memorization and focused thought have profound effects on the person as a “whole”; in the exact same manner as prayer or meditation.

Defined, “mneme” is: (nēʹ mē ), n. 1. In psychology, the retentive basis or basic principle in a mind or organism accounting memory. Mneme is derived from  ancient Greek classical mythology, Mnemosyne, the muse of memory.  One of the original three muses, she was the ancient Greek goddess of memory, the daughter of Uranus and Gaea, later becoming the mother of nine muses by Zeus.

I liken the human mind  to the hard-drive of a computer; what you “download” is what you become…input is equal to output. That’s why I believe how we think makes us who and what we are. If we associate with people of ill repute, we hear and say the things they do, thus thinking like them and justifying our behavior, even if we know deep down its wrong. We’ve all learned that from school, associating with a certain “click” and then talking and behaving like the rest of the group for acceptance. Monkey see…monkey do. Actually, we sub-conciously practice this everyday without realizing it; for example, like our “self talk”… if you say “I can’t do it” enough to yourself…you won’t! 

Mneme type exercises are also used on us by others in our daily lives, through advertising, media, religion and even governments. It happens to us so often that we aren’t even aware that its taking place, but somewhere, the mind is absorbing all that data and could create a belief. A good recent example was all those who believed the rapture would take place last week… hear it enough and you’ll BUY IT. We should be very aware of the power of suggestion.

This exercise is a type of thought training one uses for addressing things they want to mentally strengthen or improve. Training, whether it be physical or mental, produces outward changes in a person. Most of the time people only work on the physical side so here’s a little information for the mental training…

Ancient philosophers were very aware that you become as you think and Epictetus summed it up by stating:

“The first and most necessary topic in philosophy is the practical application of principles”….. Epictetus, Enchiridion #51

So, these are the practical application of my principals:

My personal mneme exercise (below) focuses on willpower and constant desire to do the right thing; living my life in pursuance as great and noble predecessors did long before my existence. Desiring to do good to others and help my fellow citizen…

1. Never give up. Never give up. Never give up! If it is justified to say or do something, then it’s even better to be criticized for having said or done it. Be straight, not straightened.

2. Live only in this moment. Yesterday is lost and tomorrow may be never found.

3. What is the problem? Is it the situation or your opinion of it?

4. Live for one thing and one thing only; virtue…and do all that is virtuous. It’s up to you!

5. Live your life as one whose life has echoed through eternity.

I suggest one write down no more than five statements  on topics you desire to improve on a yellow “post it note.” Stick it on your bathroom mirror and each morning say these five statements to yourself as you shave or put on makeup, then see what results have taken place after 6 weeks. Reciting these five little phrases each morning is a way to “adjust your attitude” in preparation for the day. It sounds a little silly, but over time, you see tangible results in your perspective. Sure “Mneme” is a funny word, but its benefits are worthwhile.

Ironically, people pay large sums of money to attend training seminars, hire counselors or therapists to “fix” issues that they are dealing with mentally. What is sad is they don’t realize that they already have the means to work on and repair the things bothering them or wanting to change..it’s within themselves.

 Dale Carnegie, founder of the world famous self improvement and performance based training company, studied and practiced the tenants of ancient philosophy himself, and recommended this very exercise in his writings for those who want to improve themselves.

 Here is a good link for creating your own mneme exercise: http://stoicscollege.com/PDF/MNEME_Manual.pdf

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Social Networking Sites

This week has been one of pleasant surprises.  Just this week, I have been contacted by at least four old friends from various times in my life, which prompted me to start thinking of other people and attempt to contact them.

Actually, I think this occurs in cyclic rhythms…you’ll go months without hearing anything and then out of the blue, emails, phone calls or a contact requests comes rolling in.

I never really thought much about how many people I have met and befriended over the years until I did a count. Wow, it’s a lot of people!

Naturally, we all lead hectic lives and time flies by so fast; but sometimes in those fleeting moments, we take a moment a wonder about how someone is doing and shoot an email or dial up the phone.

“Catching up” is really nice… hearing about all the things that have been going on in their lives, helps you keep “life” in perspective. It’s also funny that they remember something about you or some event totally forgotten. In some way, it’s like a diary of sorts.

That’s the wonderful thing about living in this day and age where it is not so difficult to get on the web and “Google” someone and usually find some way to get in touch.

Use Twitter for the right reasons, or else!

I know a lot of people like to berate social websites like FaceBook, Twitter and LinkedIn, but there are some extraordinarily beneficial things they offer once you look past those who seem to “Tweet” every petty little thing, everything from acne problems to hangnails.

But doing a quick and dirty “cost-benefit analysis”, I deduct it’s more good than bad and I think people who post the “silly stuff” are doing so just to keep everyone abreast, because it’s important to them.

I think that’s something to keep in mind, and use these tools for what they were  designed for in the first place and enjoy the ability to get in contact with people and share things in our lives, not just gathering “magic mushrooms” on “Farmville”.

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Stoic Philosophy

Marcus Aurelius

 Ancient Wisdom…

 I have been studying and practicing Stoic Philosophy for several years, and am in my last course assignment with the College of Stoic Philosophers, where I will be accepted as a mentor upon completion, and teaching  soon. It has been a challenging course and I expanded my knowledge about Stoicism dramatically, with my sincere desire to help others obtain the benefits this wisdom offers.  Of all the ancient Stoic philosophers, my three favorites are Marcus Aurelius, Epictetus and Seneca. Below are a little about the philosophers’ lives and some memorable quotes translated from Latin, that has profound meaning to me that I want to share with others.

Marcus Aurelius

Marcus Aurelius was the last great emperor of ancient Rome and he would likely be the first to attribute that greatness to his love of Stoic philosophy. Following his death, the empire went into a long decline from which it never recovered. These meditations were never meant for publication but were only written as thoughts to him in a journal he kept near the end of his life. These lofty and soul-searching passages shave spoken to open hearts and minds for many centuries.

Marcus Aurelius – The Meditations

Book 2

7. Why are you letting the world news and rumors bother you? How come you keep worrying about the things that not within your control? Sit down and take the time to think about learning something new or gaining useful knowledge and stop talking about it.

Book 4

23. Keep in balance and be in harmony with all that is in harmony with you, especially the universe. No opportunity for me is too early or too late and everything comes in its own time.

Book 4

30. Cherish your gifts and abilities, however good or bad they be and be pleased with them. Spend the rest of the time you have on this earth looking only to the gods from whom every good gift comes and see no man as either a master or slave.

Book 4

49. Be like a rock wall that takes an endless pounding from the surf, and stand fast while the churning sea is slowly brought to sleep at your feet. Listen to yourself when you start thinking how unlucky you are when something ”perceived” as bad happens. Instead, you should say to yourself, “How lucky I am not to be broken by what happened and I’m not afraid of what is about to happen”. 

The same thing could have happened to anyone, but not too many people would have taken it without complaint. After all, there is no such thing as good luck or bad luck anyway. Would you call something that is not contrary to a man’s nature a piece of bad luck? And can something be contrary to a man’s nature that nature does?

Do the hard times that crash upon you prevents you from being just, forgiving, moderate and truthful? The next time you’re tempted to complain of your bad luck, remember to apply this saying: “Bad luck borne nobly is good luck”.

Book 6

31. Come on man! Admit to yourself what’s bothering you and see it as only a strange product of your unneeded imagination. Start to see things for what they really are again.

Book 6

52. You always have the opinion of not having an opinion. There is never a circumstance where you have to get worked up or be in trouble or let your soul worry about things you can’t control. These things are not asking to be judged by you. Leave them alone.

Book 7

1. What is evil? You have experienced it so often, no matter what happens to you in life, remind yourself that you have seen or read about it all before. Throughout all periods of history, or even within your own life, the same events have taken place over and over. Nothing is new, so it’s really no big deal and you should be familiar with it.

Book 7

30. Concentrate on what is being said. Try to place yourself in the position of the person who is saying and doing it.

Book 8

22. Stick to the matter at hand, no matter what it is you are doing. You get what you deserve because you would rather become good tomorrow than do outstanding today.

Book 8

16. Remember that you don’t lose face by changing your mind and accepting the correction of someone who points out your errors. After all it’s your initiative, your judgment call and indeed your intelligence, that makes change and acceptance possible.

Epictetus

Epictetus (circa 55-135 ce) taught in Rome until the year 94 ce, when Emperor Domitian banished philosophers from the city. In exile, he established a school of philosophy where his distinguished students included Marcus Aurelius, author of Meditations. Some 1,863 years after Epictetus’s death, his influence and wisdom still rings true today. The original discourses were class notes written by Arrian a devoted pupil of Epictetus, the great Stoic teacher and former slave. Arrian went on to become a distinguished statesman during the reign of Emperor Hadrian, but it is for these class notes that he will always be remembered. The following passages have been selected to give you both the essence of Epictetus’s lectures and the manner in which he presented them.

Epictetus – A Manual for Living

Everything happens for a good reason:

You become the way you think. Keep your head. Our busy minds are forever jumping to conclusions called “manufacturing” and interpreting signs that aren’t there. Instead, you should as saying that everything that happens to you is for a good reason. So if you decide to believe you were lucky, then you are lucky. All in events contain an advantage for you as long as you look for it! 

Pay no attention to things that don’t concern you:

Spiritual progress requires us to highlight what is the essential and disregard everything else unworthy of our attention. Moreover, it is actually a good thing to be thought as being stupid or simpleminded with regard to matters that don’t concern us. Don’t be concerned with other people’s opinions of you, because they don’t see things clearly. Stick with you or purpose. This alone will strengthen your will and give your life coherence. Keep away from trying to win other people’s approval and admiration.  Try to take a higher road and don’t try to make people think you are sophisticated, unique, or otherwise. In fact, be suspicious if you appear to others as someone “special”. Be on your guard against a false sense of self-importance. Keeping your will in harmony with truth and concerning yourself with what is beyond your role are mutually exclusive. While you are absorbed in one, you will neglect the other.

Events don’t hurt us, but our opinion of them can:

Things in themselves don’t hurt us or hold us back, nor do other people. How we view events is another matter and it’s our attitude and the reaction that we have that give us trouble. Therefore, even death is no big deal in and of itself. It is our notion of death, our idea that it is terrible, that terrifies us.  There are so many different ways to think about death.  We should scrutinize our notions about death and everything else. Are they really true? Are they doing you any good? Don’t dread death or pain; dread the fear of death or pain. We cannot choose our external circumstances, but we can always choose how we respond to them.

No one can hurt you:

Nobody has the power to hurt you. Should someone shout abusive things to you or strike you, or even if you are insulted; it is always your choice to view what is happening as insulting or not. If someone irritates you, it is only your own response that is irritating you.  Therefore, when anyone seems to be provoking you, remember that it is only your judgment of the incident that is provoking. Don’t let your emotions get ignited by mere appearances. Try not to merely act in the moment. Pull back from your situation.  Take a wider view; compose yourself.

Never hold-back a generous impulse:

Follow through on all of your generous impulses. Don’t question them, especially if a friend needs you; act on his or her behalf. Never hesitate! Don’t sit around speculating about the possible problems or dangers. As long as you let your reason lead the way, you will be safe. It is our duty to stand by our friends in their hour of need

Refrain from defending your reputation or intentions:

Don’t be afraid of criticism. Only the morally weak feel compelled to defend or explain themselves to others. Let the quality of your character speak on your own behalf.  We can’t control the impressions others form about us, and the effort to do so only demeans our character. If anyone should tell you that in a particular person has spoken critically of you, don’t bother with excuses or defenses. Just smile and reply, “I guess that person doesn’t know all my other faults. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have mentioned only these”

Conduct yourself with dignity:

No matter what the circumstance you find yourself in, compose yourself as if you were a distinguished person. While the behavior of many people is dictated by what is going on around them, hold yourself to a higher standard. Take care to avoid parties or games where revelry and carousing are the norm. If you find yourself at a public event, remain rooted in your own purposes and ideals.

Wisdom is revealed through action, not talk:

Don’t declare yourself to be a wise person and discuss your spiritual aspirations with people who won’t appreciate them. Show your character and your commitment to personal nobility through your actions.

Learn to apply basic principles to particular circumstances in accordance with nature:

The first step of a life of wisdom begins with learning how to put your principles, such as not lying, into practice. The second step is to demonstrate the truth of  principles, such as why it is that we ought not to lie. The third step, which connects the first two, is to indicate why the explanations suffice to justify the principles. While the second and third steps are valuable, it is the first step that matters most. For it is all too easy and common to lie while cleverly demonstrating that lying is wrong.

Know what you can and can’t control:

Happiness and freedom begin with a clear understanding of one principle: some things are within our control, and some things are not. It is only after you have faced up to this fundamental rule and learned to distinguish between what you can and cannot control that inner tranquility and outer effectiveness becomes possible. Within our control are our own opinions, aspirations, desires, and the things that repel us.

These areas are quite rightly our concern, because they are directly subject to our inner lives. We always have a choice about the contents and character of our inner lives.  Outside our control, however, are such things as what kind of body we have, whether we were born into a rich family, or how we are regarded by others. We have to remember that those things are externals and are therefore not our concern. Trying to control or change what we can’t only results in torment.

Remember: the things within our power are naturally at our disposal, free from any restraint or hindrance; but those things outside our power are weak, dependent, or determined by winds and actions of others. Remember, too, that if you think that you have free reign over things that are naturally beyond your role or if you attempt to adopt the affairs of others as your own, your pursuits will be thwarted and you will become frustrated, anxious and a faultfinding person.

Seneca

Lucius Annaeus Seneca, aka “Seneca the Younger”, was a statesman, Stoic philosopher, and a man of letters. He became chief minister of the Roman Empire for several years while Nero was too preoccupied with hedonistic debauchery to be bothered. Seneca’s administration was reputed to be one of the soundest periods of imperial government in its history. In a fit of jealousy, Seneca was later commanded by Nero to commit suicide. The following passages have been selected from Seneca’s Letters “On Benefits” and “Letters from a Stoic”. 

Seneca – On Benefits

Book 2

2. It is unpleasant, burdensome, and covers one with shame to have to say, “Give me something.” You should spare your friends, and those whom you wish to make your friends, from having to do this; however quick he may be, a man gives too late who gives what he has been asked for. We ought, therefore, to divine every man’s wishes, and when we have discovered them, to set him free from the hard necessity of asking; you may be sure that a benefit which comes unasked will be delightful and will not be forgotten. If we do not succeed in anticipating our friends, let us at any rate cut them short when they ask us for anything, so that we may appear to be reminded of what we meant to do, rather than to have been asked to do it. Let us assent at once, and by our promptness make it appear that we meant to do so even before we were solicited. As in dealing with sick persons much depends upon when food is given, and plain water given at the right moment sometimes acts as a remedy, so a benefit, however slight and commonplace it may be, if it be promptly given without losing a moment of time, gains enormously in importance, and wins our gratitude more than a far more valuable present given after long waiting and deliberation. One who gives so readily must give with good will; he therefore gives cheerfully and shows his disposition in his countenance.

Book 7

8. When we consider that the mind of a truly wise man has power over all things and pervades all things, we cannot help declaring that everything is his, although, in the estimation of our common law, it may chance that he may be rated as possessing no property whatever. It makes a great difference whether we estimate what he owns by the greatness of his mind, or by the public register. He would pray to be delivered from that possession of everything of which you speak. I will not remind you of Socrates, Chrysippus, Zeno, and other great men, all the greater, however, because envy prevents no one from praising the ancients.

But a short time ago I mentioned Demetrius, who seems to have been placed by nature in our times that he might prove that we could neither corrupt him, nor be corrected by him; a man of consummate wisdom, though he himself disclaimed it, constant to the principles which he professed, of an eloquence worthy to deal with the mightiest subjects, scorning mere verbal niceties, but expressing with infinite spirit, the ideas which inspired it. I doubt not that he was endowed by divine providence with so pure a life and such power of speech in order that our age might neither be without a model nor a reproach.

Seneca – Letters from a Stoic

Letter 5

Lucius, let me give you this piece of advice; stay away from following the example of those who constantly crave attention. Don’t dress and behave with the latest fad, but stay in the track of philosophy no matter how modest it may be, even if it’s unpopular. Don’t disassociate yourself from society and be a role model.

Letter 8

Keep your wants and desires within due bounds. For example, take the roof of a house; its main job is for protection against inclement weather. It doesn’t make any difference whether it is made of turf or marble imported from another country: what you have to understand is that thatch makes a person just as good a roof as gold does. Don’t worry about everything that is added on by way of decoration and displayed by unnecessary work. Always keep in mind that nothing merits admiration except the spirit, the impressiveness of which prevents it from being impressed by anything.

Letter 25

Without sound philosophy, the mind and body get sick. However physically strong and powerful men can get, they will only possess the kind of strength that is found in persons in a demented mental state.  So, here is the sort of healthiness you must make your principal concern. Sure, you must attend to the physical fitness as well, but see that it takes second place. It won’t cause you any great problems if health is all you want. But, it is not intelligent, my dear Lucius, and is in no way for such an educated man to behave.  Don’t spend your time exercising your biceps, broadening the neck and shoulders and developing the lungs. Even when the extra work has produced gratifying results and it has gained a lot of muscle mass, you will never match the strength or the weight of a bodybuilder. The extra weight on the body is crushing to the spirit and leaves it less active. So keep your body within a reasonable condition and focus on exercising your spirit and mind.

Letter 38

Words need to be spread like seed. No matter how tiny a seed may be, when it lands in the right soil, it unfolds its strength and grows from a tiny corn to something greater. Reason does the same thing; by outward appearances, its size is insignificant. However, with activity it starts growing and even though spoken words are few, if a sound mind understands them, the grow and shoot upwards.

Letter 56

Anyone whose temperament is startled by the sound of yelling or unexpected noises is in general a very unstable person and someone that has yet to attain inward detachment. These people have an element of uneasiness in them and it is an element of the rooted fear that makes them a prey to anxiety as in the description given by our Virgil:

“And I, who formerly would never flinch at flying spears or serried ranks of Greeks, am now alarmed by every breeze and roused by every sound to nervousness, in fear for this companion and this load alike”.

So, keep cool…

Letter 78

It was my Stoic studies that really saved me. The very fact that I was able to get out of bed and face the world with renewed health; I owe to philosophy. I owe her – and it is the least of my obligations to her – my life. However, I also owe a great deal to my friends who also cheered me on and made a great contribution to my recovery, because it seemed that even in my very hour of death, I would pass my spirit on to them.

 Letter 88

You asked me about my opinion of liberal studies. Well, I don’t have respect for any study whatsoever if its end result is over making money. These kinds of studies are not worthy to pursue. They involve putting skills out for hire and are of only of value for developing the mind, but only for a short time. The only time we should spend working on these kinds of studies is when someone’s ability is not up to attaining higher learning.

Letter 104

Death, you may think, is the worst of all things that could possibly happen, even though there is nothing bad about it at all, except the thing that comes before it – the fear of it. You’ll be scared stiff by make-believe as well as real dangers and haunted by the fear of the unknown. What good will it do to you to “Have found a route past all those Argive forts and won escape right through the enemy’s lines”? Peace itself will supply you with other fears if your mind has once experienced the shocks of fright you’ll no longer have the confidence even in things that are perfectly safe; once it has acquired the habit of unthinking panic, it is incapable of taking care of own self-preservation.

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