Sunday, September 28, 2014

Insanity

Hi, my name is Don, and I'm an addict.  No, I am not addicted to drugs or alcohol.  No, I'm not a gambler, a sex addict.  But I'm not the only addict here today.  I've spent most of my career working with people who have drug and alcohol addiction, so I have a fairly keen eye for recognizing addiction when I see it.  And I see addiction active in this sanctuary.  I also see it running rampant in our local area; in Valparaiso, Niceville, Fort Walton Beach, Destin, Crestview, and even outside Okaloosa County, in Navarre, Pensacola, Panama City.  In fact, it's evident in our whole state, and yes, throughout our culture.

So what do I mean when I say addiction.  Addiction is a type of habit.  Addiction is defined by dictionary.com as follows:

"the state of being enslaved to a habit or practice or to something that is psychologically or physically habit-forming, as narcotics, to such an extent that its cessation causes severe trauma."

In treating addiction, we don't address every habit a person has.  Like everyone else on this planet, I have habits.  I tend to go to sleep about the same time at night on the whole.  And I tend to wake up more or less the same time every morning.  I brush my teeth without really thinking about it, and I take the same route to work each day, sometimes not realizing what has occurred along the way.  This is a good thing!  If I had to continue to exert mental energy in paying close attention to every detail of driving the car and deciding when to take a left or right turn, in the same way I had to do while learning to drive, I would be a mental wreck by the time I made it to work each day.

A habit is something we do routinely, without a lot of conscious thought.  It saves us time and energy.  But sometimes we form unconscious habits that are not as good for us.  But since they are habits, they keep repeating despite less than optimum results.  For instance, there have been times I have mindlessly eaten a whole box of snacks while working at home.  Sometimes I only become aware of this as I reach for one more cookie, and come up only with crumbs.  I let out a big  sigh, saying to myself, "you did it again!"  The addiction recovery community has a word and definition for this: "Insanity, doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results."  That quote has also been attributed to Albert Einstein.  Addiction is fundamentally about immediate gratification without thought or care as to the longer term consequences.  Addiction is about "more" and "now."  By its nature, addiction is about obsessive focus that takes life out of balance and moves that focus to the target or targets of the obsession.

So what I would like to address today is not drug and alcohol addiction, but other habits and obsessions (addictions) that our culture has developed, encouraged and enabled.  I will present three areas of societal addiction which are disturbing to me.  After I present these three areas, I will offer some ways we can "rehab" ourselves to bring our lives back into better balance and to make more choices and less reactions.

Media sensationalism

We'll start with an event which took place this year; my source here is the Southern California International Review.  Over six months ago, Malaysian Airlines Flight 370 lost contact with air traffic control and disappeared, triggering the most expansive search and rescue attempt in history. 

The tragedy enshrouding the presumed loss of 227 passengers and 12 crew members sparked extensive media coverage, with CNN providing non-stop coverage for weeks at a time. Typical of American media, the vast majority of this coverage was rich in speculation and lacking in substance.  

Let me quote the analysis of the Southern California International Review! "The traditional responsibility Of news media has historically been to report on facts and provide pertinent analysis. This traditional model of reporting, however, has been increasingly threatened by the media’s dependency on advertising revenue. In his book Manufacturing Consent, Noam Chomsky discusses this funding constraint as a serious impediment to unbiased, factual reporting. As a result, news channels – vying for increased viewership and advertisers – are more inclined to cater to sensationalism over substantiated and relevant news stories."

To continue with the SCIR's analysis, they further state, "From extensive discussions of the Bermuda triangle and theories of black holes, to calling on psychics as expert contributors, American reporting has deviated from this traditional model of reporting to instead propagate misinformation and speculation. Discussion of conspiracy theories piques human curiosity and galvanizes viewership, but there is no place for such unsubstantiated reporting on stations claiming to provide corroborated news and relevant analysis."

Robert W. McChesney in his book, Digital Disconnect states, "The profit motive, commercialism, public relations, marketing, and advertising -- all defining features of contemporary corporate capitalism -- are foundational to any assessment of how the Internet has developed and is likely to.  Sensationalist reporting is highly popular. Take CNN; their round-the-clock reporting effectively doubled their prime-time ratings, resulting in their viewership temporarily outpacing Fox News’ audience for a short duration."

What we get is a sensationalized version of the world, one that is biased toward negativity and fear.  Why?  Because invoking these emotions keeps us glued to the media, and it is profitable!  So we watch continuous coverage of war like they're football games, and we watch football games like they're wars.  And we keep doing it, even though it changes and distorts our view of the world, and this harms us.  

Self-image and relationships

I want to switch to another area, not much different from the media's sensationalistic distortion of the world.  That is, the distortion of what is within normal ranges for human bodies, behaviors, and relationships.  Corporations fund a great deal of psychological research, motivated again to sell their products and services.  To introduce this, allow me to quote some excerpts from the book Cultural Excess by Jay Slosar, Ph.D.

This is from a section on what Dr. Slosar calls Cultural Narcissism 2.0

Cultural Narcissism 2.0

"Cultural Narcissism 2.0 includes the assimilation of technology, screen media, and extreme capitalism. The second version of cultural narcissism has far greater impact on our society than when it was first observed. Cultural narcissism is played out daily in the marketplace. The definition of success and making it is determined by the new culture. Entrepreneurial activity is a coveted goal. Deregulation is a core pathway to success. Economic policy represents Cultural Narcissism 2.0 and defines what success is. Cultural Narcissism 2.0 operates in an intensely fast and dynamic environment. It is in this incredible fast-paced culture that we define ourselves and define "success." Yet success is attained by playing within a structure of marketplace mania."

And from a section on declining self control and impulsivity:

"The age of excess creates powerful forces that are gradually changing human development. The psychological damage caused by these forces is most evident in an impulsive society that has had a breakdown in self-control. This means that we take in more than we need, or engage in behavior without thinking it through, behavior that has undesirable consequences. Our boundaries for regulation and self control get stretched and even collapse, leading to rampant impulsivity."

I'll give you two quick and familiar examples.  First there is a saturation of images depicting a so-called ideal body type for both men and women.  These body types are not just unrealistic, but purposely so.  By setting up difficult to attain ideals, consumers are driven to base their self-esteem and self-worth on how closely they match the presented ideal.  Whole industries thrive on this concept, including the so-called fitness industry, diet supplements, make-up and cosmetics, and clothing industries, to name just a few.  Again, people drive themselves to reach these ideals sometimes losing focus on what they would say are more important aspects of their lives, in more rational moments.  This kind of obsession fits the definition of addiction.  And indeed, changes in how neurotransmitters operate in the brain can be observed, just as you can observe the same type of changes with drug or alcohol addiction.

Secondly, there is an effort by commercialism to define success in a similarly unattainable way.  We are all familiar with the "American Dream."  The American Dream gets redefined by corporations who employ research based advertising to shape what is desirable.  As Mick Jaggar noted decades ago in the song "Satisfaction," "he can't be a man, cause he doesn't smoke, the same cigarettes as me."  So we find ourselves running and obsessing our whole lives to get that status symbol car, or house, and it turns out that if we pursue this path, Mick was right, you can't get no, satisfaction.

Food industry

And finally, my last exhibit of cultural addiction runs unfettered and rampant, our food industry.  Alexander Heyne, in an article on how the food industry makes food as addictive as possible explains the problem better than I could.  In the article he states, 
"In studies done on mice, to find out how hard they are willing to work for certain foods (and thus measure their desire for it), the breaking point for foods high in sugar and fat were a step below cocaine. Animals are literally willing to work almost as hard to get either one."

He further states, 
"Doesn’t the body naturally want to maintain it’s own weight? Aren’t there built in mechanisms to prevent over-eating, since it’s damaging to the body’s health long-term?

Yeah, but the system only works well when you eat real food.

But the food industry has cleverly exploited three things that haywire our biology: Sugar, Fat and Salt.

These three things take advantage of the reward system of the brain which, when triggered, stimulates us to keep eating – and eating – and eating – and eating."

This is disgraceful, in my opinion.  We are being given food engineered as precisely as a designer drug in order to make corporate profits for what I call "the Food Cartels."

Solutions?

What can we do, to take back control of our lives, to make choices instead of reactions?  In my opinion, the solution lies in developing certain life skills that may have become dormant, or in some cases never acquired.  The first of these skills is awareness or mindfulness of our habits.  Habits are repeated behaviors that are unconscious, that occur in reaction to situations or specific types of stimuli.  By their very nature, we don't usually think and choose to repeat habitual behaviors. By nurturing the skill to slow down and think through our behaviors, we can begin to make choices.  The psychologist and philosopher William James put it like this, "In between the stimulus and the response is a space.  In that space lies your freedom to choose.  In your choice lies your future growth and happiness."

But just having a space to make a choice is not enough.  We need the skill of critical thinking.  This was once a staple of our education system, which is currently focused on regurgitating standardized testing answers.  This is one of the ways a UU RE program like ours can be useful to kids, in teaching these critical thinking skills.  We don't tell kids what to believe.  We expose them to a wide range of beliefs, and teach them how to reason through them for themselves, based on their own values.

And finally, I feel we need to be selective in what we allow ourselves and our children to be repeatedly exposed to.  Are the constant barrages of expectations and negativity in the media, and the highly engineered substances produced by the Food Cartels consistent with your values, when you're thinking rationally?  The choices are yours, but I ask you to make real choices, not just addictive reactions, because to simply react would be insanity!

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Like Gravity

Home pulls one in like gravity; the closer you get, the stronger it pulls.  I began feeling some slight tugs when I skirted the Ozark Mountains on Monday.  Deeper into that chain of Appalachian-like peaks and valleys was summer vacation most every year.  There were "Cuzn's by the duzn's" and good memories, including the drive back home and the anticipation of known and comfortable surroundings (at least in those years).  After stopping for a meal in Hady, Arkansas, a familiar milepost on those summer trips, the towns and memories became stronger.  By Tupelo, Mississippi, I was ready to be home.  I even had a notion to go back to my childhood home in Alabama, but I passed that up for the stronger gravitational pull of my home in Florida.  After all, I've grown very deep roots there having lived in Fort Walton Beach over a decade longer now than I lived at my childhood home.

By Mobile, Alabama today, it felt as if I were already in my neighborhood, as if I were orbiting my home star.  The final re-entry was not spectacular, just a normal landing.  After all the time here, I could do it in my sleep.

I'll take some time over the next few days to reflect on the journey across country and back, then post here again.  I launched this blog with this trip, but I have more plans for it.  This cross-country driving trip is just a small piece of the journey I and you are on in this life.  This blog is but one man's journey, and it will continue.  I will continue to post, probably 1-3 times per week with my observations, reflections, and musings as we all journey through time together.  And I invite you to comment on the posts to come, to start a dialog about experience and our relationship to all that is.

Travel Log- Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Departed from Tupelo, Missippi at 9:00 AM
Arrived in Fort Walton Beach, Florida at 5:00 PM
384 miles

Monday, September 22, 2014

Four States and a Cloud of Dust

Today was catch-up day.  It was time to make some mileage on the road.  And 456 miles out of Joplin, MO, I finally rolled into Tupelo, Mississippi about 8:00 PM. The drive took me to the northern and eastern edges of the Ozark Mountains.  My father grew up in the heart of the Ozarks, and most every summer vacation centered around him going home, to Jasper, Arkansas.  He's the last living sibling of seven or eight (hard to remember how many there were).  I have fond memories of trips to those mountains.

On the eastern edge of the Ozarks is Hardy, Arkansas.  It was 2:30 PM today, and my push yo make miles was overpowered by my hunger for lunch, so I pulled off the highway into Hardy, and the first thing I see is the "Down Home Country Kitchen."  Above the name was "Southern Style Food with an Ozark Blessing."  And all the waitresses were wearing tie-dye shirts, well, the picture shows it better:


Oh yeah, then there was the food.  It was authentic Southern Style, as advertised!  It' shard to find a restaurant these days that cooks catfish in cornmeal batter, so I was thrilled to see it on their menu.  And it was done to perfection!  

I've seen a lot of odd and peculiar names of towns across the country.  The most peculiar of these was yesterday when I saw the exit for the town of Peculiar, Missouri.  There are differing stories on how the town got it' shame, so if you're curious, go to http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peculiar,_Missouri

There's less than 400 miles left now on the return trip, so I should complete the last leg tomorrow.

Travel Log - Monday, September 22, 2014
Departed from Joplin, Missouri at 11:00 AM
Arrived in Tupelo, Mississippi at 8:00 PM
425 miles

States today:
Missouri
Arkansas
Tennessee
Mississippi

Prior to today on return trip: 
Kansas
Colorado
Utah
Idaho
Oregon
Washington

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Changing States & States of Mind

This morning I attended the Unitarian Universalist Fellowship of Manhattan (Kansas).  It's a small fellowship, with about 40-50 people attending, taking up about 3/5 of their fellowship hall.  These UUs were in genuine relationship one with another, and I was welcomed warmly to their presence.

One of the stories the minister shared will stay with me.  He told of a long time member of their fellowship, 94 years of age and at home in failing health.  When the minister came to visit this frail man, he had to wait to see him, as the man was getting his regular assistance in going to the bathroom.  As the man was coming out and starting to get into bed, the minister was admitted to the man's room.  The man struggled mightily to pull himself with all the strength he could muster, into his bed.  He would have nothing of receiving any help doing so.  As they talked, the man expressed how lonely he feels having to be home most of the time.  Then the man told the minister that he got a tattoo this past week.  The minister smiled laughingly and said "no you didn't."  The man, serious as can be said "yes I did!"  And he held up his arm and showed the minister his tattoo.  It read:

Live life now, and savor moments

He told the minister he should have opted for the deluxe tattoo, because what it should have said was:

Live life now, and savor every moment

So there is a 94 year old lonely, frail, and weak man affirming his intent to live in the present moment.  The man has every reason usually given to avoid present moments that, for him, are filled with physical and emotional struggle, yet he has the courage to be present in each of those moments, and in doing so he lives an authentic life.

I thought a great deal about that message on my drive today, and I remembered a more naive and idealistic time in my life.  I don't remember when or where I was, I think I was in my twenties.  At the time, I had not done a lot or seen a lot in my young life.  Even so, I had some flash of what looking back seemed to have been a bit of early wisdom. I told myself that I wanted to experience everything there was to experience in life.  This wasn't a young man wishing to fly airplanes or climb Mt. Everest.  No, the intent at that time was to experience the full range of emotional experience, to savor those moments.  I didn't have the words "in the present moment" at the time, but that was the intent.

As I drove through miles of breathtaking prairie, I had the notion that most of us start with that innocent and curious drive to experience, not just thrills and excitement, but the whole range of human emotions.  Somehow, over time, we learn to fear some of our own emotions.  Truly, I've never had an emotion harm me in the least physically or emotionally, except through my own reaction to it.

Part of my experience today was going through a college campus environment, at Kansas State University in Manhattan, Kansas.  The campus is quite nice, with trees and areas for biking, walking and just enjoying campus life.  It brought me back to my time at the University of Alabama in Tuscaloosa, Alabama.  But it was the experiences and relationships of that time (some continuing to this day) that came back to me.  Those experiences and relationships are like precious heirlooms now, kept hidden away as if locked in an old cedar chest waiting to renew their value in the present, a value that appreciate over time.

Image of Cedar Chest - to help your visualization ;)
While lingering in The Little Apple, as they call Manhattan, Kansas, I began to savor the present moment, and it's power to unlock the cedar chest of past experiences.  The late start limited my miles today, but gave the day a richness I don't experience driving 70 mph through potential but unrealized moments in places unvisited.  Sometimes, slowing down and lingering is a better choice.

I made it to Joplin, Missouri today, and I'm actually just a couple of minutes from the Missouri-Oklahoma border.  I won't go those two minutes tomorrow, because I have experiences awaiting me back home.

Travel Log - Sunday, September 21, 2014
Departed from Manhattan, Kansas at 2:30 PM
Arrived in Joplin, Missouri at 7:00 PM
285 miles

States on the return trip:
Washington
Idaho
Oregon
Utah
Colorado
Kansas
Missouri

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Kansas

Very long day; I made it to Manhattan, Kansas, the home of Kansas State University just a bit before 9:00 PM, losing an hour changing time zones.  Almost made 500 miles today; 500 long, straight, miles of high plains east of the Rocky Mountains.  Kansas had more wind turbines than I've seen yet!

    Just a few of the hundreds of wind turbines I saw in Kansas today

And I got two shots at sundown today, despite being on the road at the time.

    Rear view mirror sunset (hey, I was driving due east!)

    The view looking east at sundown in Kansas

Travel Log - Saturday, September 20, 2014
Departed from Denver, CO at 11:40 AM, Mountain Time
Arrived in Manhattan, Kansas at 8:50 PM, Central Time
495 miles

Colorado High Plains

Early post today, as I have been driving through the high plains east of Denver, CO.  It's definitely still summer out here.  The road has been straight and flat, desolate in some areas.  As I write this I am a few miles from The Kansas state line, and though it's been flat, with some rolling hills, the elevation has only dropped about 1000 ft from Denver.  The elevation in Manhattan, KS (The Little Apple) is around 1000 ft above sea level, so I have some descending to do before long...  and my ears will probably pop!

There were dozens, if not hundreds of wind turbines on the high plains of Colorado; all off to the north of the highway and out of reach of the dash cam.  I have a sense that someone is finding this technology viable, or I wouldn't have seen so many wind turbines on my trip.

Traveling alone across country has an effect on one's perspective.  Driving alone, when there's a stop, the interactions with others becomes something one does not just take for granted.  Each encounter has been an opportunity to open the senses, to connect with the humanity in others.

Long Lonesome Highway
Jim Hendricks

Going down that long lonesome highway
Bound for the mountains and the plains
Sure ain't nothing here gonna tie me
And I got some friends I'd like to see
One of these days I'm gonna settle down
But till I do I won't be hanging round
Going down that long lonesome highway
Gonna live life my way

One of these days I'm gonna settle down
But till I do I won't be hanging round
Going down that long lonesome highway
Gonna live life my way
Yes I'm going down that long lonesome highway
Gonna live life my way



Travel Log tonight

Rocky Mountains

Today was another drive through mesmerizing landscape.  The Colorado Rockies are, well, rocky:

Sometimes you drive around them, sometimes through them!





... and sometimes they form amphitheaters


And in places they are high.... very, VERY high!  From the Colorado Academy of Family Physicians:

"To review the science of high altitude sickness, remember a few facts:
 First, our atmosphere is 21 percent oxygen. That is true at sea level and at 20,000 feet. However, it is the partial pressure of oxygen that determines how much oxygen gets through our lungs and into our arteries. In other words, 21 percent of oxygen at “one atmosphere” of pressure is more than 21 percent of oxygen at “three quarters of one atmosphere” of pressure."  

In other words, the air is less dense so there are consequently less molecules of oxygen per breath.

Vail, Colorado sits at 8,150 feet above sea level
Even before the snows hit and tourists fill the ski slopes in Vail, the place has a real beauty to it.


There are state and national parks all over the place in the state.  Much of the drive today on Interstate 70 followed next to the Colorado River.

The Colorado River is 1450 miles in length.
With a fairly long drive today, I was relieved to get out of the rarefied atmosphere in Colorado Ski country, and I was happy to hang on while the route descended in 5% to 6% grades downhill, finally ending up in a relatively low spot; Denver, Colorado, only 5280 feet (one mile) above sea level.  Finally, I can breathe again!

Travel Log - Friday, September 19, 2014
Departed from Price, Utah at 11:00 AM
Arrived in Denver, Colorado at 7:00 PM, at destination hotel at 7:30 PM
425 miles

States on return trip:
Washington
Oregon
Idaho
Utah
Colorado

On return trip, over 1300 miles thus far, about 1500 miles remaining.

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Broken Transmissions, Utah, and Elevation Geography

I spent most of the day in Utah today.  But before that, I stopped at a rest area in Idaho just north of Utah.  There, a family from Alberta, Canada asked me for help.  They had been driving all night from Canada on the way to Las Vegas, and their transmission broke.  They had phones, but they weren't international so they couldn't even call AAA.  I helped them get in touch with AAA and message their other relatives, who were 8 hours behind them on the road.  Here they are:

Busted Transmission :(

I stopped at the rest stop because I had been seeing this rusty red color on the sides of the mountains since this morning and there was a good view of them there.  I had no idea what they were until I climbed enough elevation to get closer.   They're bushes, with leaves turning. I'm going to call them "burning bushes."

"Burning Bushes" on the Mountainside in Idaho

I got back on the road and was soon in Utah.  There were few of the winding, serpentine roads, even though there were mountains jutting out everywhere.  The average elevation in Salt Lake City, which I passed through today, is 4,327 feet. The highest elevation in Salt Lake City is and the highest is Grandview Peak, at 9,410 feet (2,868 m).  I'm staying tonight in Price, UT, which has an elevation of 5,627 ft., higher above sea level than the Mile High City, Denver, CO.  With all that, the roads were relatively straight, and speed limits were from 65 to 80 mph with a few exceptions for road work or the few switchbacks on mountains.  Utah is the fourth state where I've seen wind turbines (others being Washington, Oregon and Idaho).

Wind Turbines in Utah
Helping a family just about 50 miles after starting today's drive set the tone for a good day, including an appreciation for the relative lack of trouble I have had on the trip so far.  And just to top it off, I had another beautiful Western Sunset today.

Sunset in Price, UT - September 18, 2014
Travel Log - Thursday, September 18, 2014
Departed from Pocatella, Idaho at 10:40 AM
Arrive in Price, Utah at 5:20 PM
285 miles

States on Return Trip:
Washington
Oregon
Idaho
Utah

All posts copyright 2014 by Don Harrison


Wednesday, September 17, 2014

The Oregon Trail

Today's journey backtracked some of the Oregon Trail, east out of LaGrande, OR on I-84 which paralleled the the trail taken west by trappers and settlers primarily in the mid 1840's to the late 1860's.  The territory has become littered with modern highways and interstates now, but there were long stretches where the "Rest Area" sign advised No Services for 79 miles."  I'm sure services every 79 miles would have felt luxurious to those trailblazers a century and a half ago.  Today we seem to take all of the "services" available for granted.  If we are missing something we are used to we feel "entitled" to demand it.  Is this what resilience has come to - making do without a latte within a few minutes?

I think we should really slow down and take stock of what we have; take an inventory of what is really important.  I've had some time to reflect while on the road and I am happy to share some of the things that are really important to me:

 - My two children, each uniques, and each of whom bring joy, lessons on living, and great pride in their accomplishments (as if I did anything to accomplish those things ;). )

-  My colleagues, whom I respect and learn from all the time; and especially those who are about to go on a career journey with me to explore whether practicing therapy with integrity, with respect for clients AND for practitioners can happen successfully.

-  My 95 year old father, who may forget you've answered the same question for him 5 times today already, but who doesn't forget the experiences that shaped his life, like the Korean War and World War II, and raising a family.

-  My brother and sister, who each have found happiness in their own way in their lives;  and each of whom have navigated difficult experiences and came out on the other side better for it.

-  The smiles and innocence of children, taking the world one experience at a time, in the moment, with genuineness.

-  A western sunset:

Taken in Pocatello, Idaho

- The gift of mindfulness in my own life, and with it the fruits of more clarity; improved understanding of myself and all I connect with, the ability to begin to let go of things that have passed, and improved awareness of those whom I provide counsel.

Travel Log - Wednesday, September 17, 2014
Departed from La Grand, Oregon at 11:45 AM  Pacific Time
Arrived in Pocatella, Idaho at 7:15 PM  Mountain Time
405 miles

States traveled in during return trip:

Washington
Oregon
Idaho

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Reflections on Seattle

After nearly a week in Seattle visiting my son,  I'm back on the road again.  It was not a "tourist" style week, with much work to do trying to keep pace with the progress everyone else is making back home starting up The Bindu Institute.  I spent time while my son was at work roaming a small part of Seattle, the South Lake Union area; and a bit wider part of the city when he was off work.  I didn't have a single bad meal while in Seattle, but one of my favorite places was The Veggie Grill, a Vegetarian/Vegan restaurant just a few blocks from my son's apartment.  The "All Hail Kale" salad was just awesome!  So I had a good bit of time to myself, and I developed some favorite places, and started forming some habits, like going to Vivace for coffee nearly every day.  It's interesting how, even over the course of a single week, we humans tend start to develop patterns.


         Views of office my son works in, Seattle, WA

Seattle is bicycle, vegan, walking, dog, and pedestrian friendly.  And it's not like people are making extra efforts to give bikers and walkers the right of way; it's so generally part of the lifestyle that it appears to be just what's normal there.  I have been in quite a number of large metropolitan cities (New York, Chicago, Atlanta, Boston, Dallas...) but I have never seen the numbers of people with dogs!  They are everywhere and every breed.  The city has cleanup bags placed around town, and I never did see any evidence of owners not cleaning up after their pets.  I'm wondering how a whole metropolitan city, and indeed most of the state, developed such a welcoming and progressive attitude; and why we can't have that happen everywhere!

Seattle is surrounded by great landscape.  An hour and a half north and we were in relatively short driving range of Mount Baker, though you could see the picturesque snow capped peak as soon as the tall buildings of Seattle were behind.  An hour and a half east, and the Cascades begin to demand one's attention, with the Columbia River running through; with a breathtaking drive through Snoqualmie Pass and Snoqualmie Falls within visiting distance.  I didn't make it to Mount Baker or Snoqualmie Falls; the priority was spending time with my son now that he lives the distance of a continent away.

The drive today was pleasant as well, through the Yakima Valley in Washington during the trip.  There were vineyards all along the area, and signs for local wineries.  I even passed an exit to "DeadMan Pass!" 

    Exit 228 - Deadman Pass ----- Rest Area

It was a pleasant day for the drive, and with an early start, I made it to LaGrande, Oregon today.

Travel Log - Tuesday, September 16, 2014
Departed from Seattle, WA at 8:10 AM
Arrived in LaGrande, OR at 3:50 PM
339 miles

Monday, September 15, 2014

Return from the Emerald City to the Emerald Coast

The return trip east and south cross-country and daily blog begins again Tuesday, 9/16/2014!

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Getting to Know Seattle

My first full day in Seattle!  Matthew's at work and I'm on my own.  The desperation parking last night cost over $30!!  So I headed out to Bellevue this morning to try to find a suburb-ish type area.  With a little shopping at the Big Box stores, I was ready to handle the first task of the day, finding a reasonable solution for the parking dilemma.  Three phone calls in, I realized that the reasonable parking garages are full and the surface lots are ridiculously priced.  The parking may cost more than any of the hotel stays on the way!

Then, after a nice lunch, there was the exercise in working through the Healthcare Exchange.  I got a great tip from a friend, and a licensed health insurance agent walked me through everything.  It took about 2 1/2 hours in all but it will save me enough to pay for parking!

Pedestrians and bicycles rule the streets here, with drivers very conscious of both, stopping for pedestrians and accommodating bicycles as if it were no big deal.  It's been hard to pin down, but the locals definitely have an accent, the most obvious to me is the word "you" which they pronounce as a laid back "ya."

Gasoline here is the highest I've seen during the whole trip.  I paid the cash price yesterday, $3.95!  So on the tentative list for seeing things in the Space Needle.  If you have any other suggestions, please comment.  The comment function operates by clicking below where it says "No Comments" if you're the first to comment, or # comments where # is the number of comments already entered.  Looking forward to hearing from you what you suggest I do in Seattle.

Seattle Trivia

  Seattle is ranked the most literate city by Central Conn. State Univ. Everybody reads here. The Seattle Public Library system has the highest percentage of library card-holders per capita in the country.

 Seattle has the highest percentage of residents with a college degree or higher. Don’t worry, there are still fools behind the wheel and cluttering up the freeways.

 Seattle is boasts the original Skid Row (now called Yesler Way).  [I was actually asked for a dollar in that area!]

Travel Log - is on hiatus until next week when the journey back home begins.

Sleepy in Seattle

I made it!  From Lake Couer d'Alene in Idaho, past the wind turbines in the Cascade Range, across the Columbia River, and through late rush hour traffic in downtown Seattle, I'm now in my son's apartment in the South Lake Union area of town.

The drive today had a bit of everything, including long flat stretches with potatoes, corn, peas, and more and more potatoes.  One of the most impressive sites was up in the Cascade mountain range, where wind turbines spun like pinwheels.  A scenic lookout point over the Columbia River was majestic, and dwarfed the man-made bridge crossing the rivier east to west.  

There are several days now for rest and family (my cousin is an hour or so north) and gearing myself up not only for the drive back in a week or so, but also for the rollout of my new practice.  www.thebinduinstitute.com

But for now, I'm truly sleepy in Seattle!

Travel Log - Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Departed from Couer d'Alene, Idaho at 12:40 PM
Arrived at destination in Seattle, Washington at 7:00 PM 
315 miles

Total mileage approximately 2850 miles

Travelled through the following 13 states ( * = first time for me in the state )
Florida
Alabama
Mississippi
Tennessee
Arkansas
Missouri
Kansas
Iowa *
South Dakota *
Wyoming *
Montana *
Idaho *
Washington

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Montana, Mountains, and Convenience Casinos

There are some things that are definitely noticeable driving in Montana.  One is the scenery, and I have too few words to adequately describe it, as I've said before; vast, open, with great contrasts in height, color, and vegetation;  I would have to spend weeks knee deep in a thesaurus trying to describe it.


The other noticeable thing in Montana is, that at practically every stop, be it modern plaza or rickety early to mid-1900s general store, there is a casino; and these come in all sizes and shapes as well.  There are casinos that are attached to a Subway sandwich shop, casinos at convenience stors, and standalone buildings flashing "Keno - Poker."


Earlier in the trip I blogged about habits, and mindfully making healthy changes. These "convenience" casinos littered all through Montana are just a blatant example of the barrage we all face daily in trying to make mindful choices.  Montanans (or whatever is the official name for a resident of Montana) may have to resist a little gambling most everywhere they go (and usually alcohol as well since many of these casinos are paired up with liquor stores), but how often are you faced with lottery sales in a convenience store?  Where I live, lottery tickets are available at practically every convenience store and grocery store.  And there are the ads on TV, urging us to buy the sexiest car or the star-endorsed running shoes.  Everywhere we look in modern media we are urged to get more and get it now.  If someone only "moderately" engages in excess they are considered quite contemplative by comparison.  


The media is a huge part of the story here, as it caters to pressures to sell advertising by grabbing larger shares of viewers.  To do this, the mainstream media has bought lock, stock, and barrel into the addictive culture of "more" and "now."  Only the most sensationalized segments are broadcast, and specific human emotions are targeted.  Fear is one of the quickest ways to grab consumer's attention. Those of you who have been in the Emerald Coast area for a while have even seen this with The Weather Channel during hurricane season.  Whenever there is a storm brewing, or getting closer to landfall, you can count on Jim Cantore showing up and (over-)dramatizing the event.  I know I have watched him do this, then walked outside and wondered how his overhyped rhetoric could possibly be about the same part of the country.  Fear sends adrenaline running through our system, and this in turn makes us watch the media for signs of impending danger.  News stations do the same, that is, they capitalize on fear, sensationalizing events to draw us in.  


During the first half of this driving journey, I have had time to disconnect from much of the cacophony of news, weather, and sports.  I've had an opportunity to look within and be mindful of my own thoughts and emotions, but I've also had a chance to look externally.  I've been rewarded with amazing sites and interesting conversation; but most of all, I've been blessed with a keen sense of my connection to this planet and to the others sharing this space and time with me.  It's humbling, and a reminder to myself to be mindful of how I interact, because it makes a difference.  Everything is connected.  And it is this mindfulness that may someday enable me to break my own conditioning to "more and now," one habit at a time.

Travel Log - September 9, 2014 
Departed from Butte, Montana at 11:40 AM Mountain Time
Arrived in Couer d'Alene, Idaho at 3:45 PM Pacific Time
286 miles
Added Idaho to list of states traversed

Goal Wednesday is to reach Seattle, Washington (after my son gets home from work), approximately 315 miles


Monday, September 8, 2014

Sheridan to Billings to Butte

Today was a nice drive through the "Big Sky" country of Montana.  The pictures from the dash-cam certainly don't do justice to the majesty of the landscape.  The drive went through some full-fledged mountains, and I felt small next to the grand land formations.  Not much to say today, so I'll give you an inadequate sample of dash-cam photos to ponder.







Travel Log - September 8, 2014
Departed from Sheridan, Wyoming at 10:00 AM, Mountain Time
Arrived in Butte, Montana at 4:50 PM, Mountain Time
355 miles

Goal tomorrow is to reach Couer d'Alene, Idaho - about 282 miles
Wednesday should end the first half of the round trip, from Couer d'Alene, Idaho to Seattle, Washington, about 311 miles, where I get to spend some time with my son .

Added Montana to the states list today

Terrain

Today fell just short of Montana.  I made it to Sheridan, Wyoming which is just miles from Montana, but it would have taken another two hours to find civilization in Montana.  I left Sioux Falls, SD about 10:40 AM this morning, and crossed into Mountain time before I reached Rapid City, SD on the west end of the state.  I reached Sheridan, Wyoming at 8:00 PM local time, 10 hours and 20 minutes later.  The approximately 586 miles is the most distance in a day so far.

                  Lunch was a sandwich at a South Dakota rest area.

The drive started out with a repeat of a prairie scene for miles and miles, until I reached about 250 miles, when the landscape began to change.  The prairie gradually became dotted with a few hills, scattered and sparse at first, then more and more dense until the landscape was rolling with hills.  I had entered the the Badlands.


The hills rolled and rolled, then leveled off for a while, then rolled on again.  I was in the midst of a desolate land.  Now I had been seeing signs for Wall Drug, even as far back as before I reached Sioux Falls.  This is supposedly the must see tourist attraction only second to Mount Rushmore itself!  And it was fast approaching!


Oh, the decisions; to stop or pass it by!  I stopped but the only thing worth doing was the nickel cup of coffee, which was very nice!  But it was time to get back on the road.  Rapid City lay just ahead, and the landscape was turning into not just rolling hills, but the occasional butte sticking up out of nowhere.  As I continued toward Wyoming, the hills were becoming larger and larger, as if I were watching their maturation into full-fledged mountains.  

Tomorrow, Montana!

Travel Log - Sunday, September 7, 2014
Departed from Sioux Falls, SD at 10:40 AM Central Time
Arrived in Sheridan, Wyoming at 8:00 PM Mountain Time
586 miles - 10 hours and 20 minutes from departure to arrival

States today: South Dakota & Wyoming

States traversed so far:
Florida
Alabama
Mississippi
Tennessee
Arkansas
Missouri
Kansas
Iowa
South Dakota
Wyoming

Saturday, September 6, 2014

Today's Travel Log

Before the Travel Log, a little miscellany for the evening. 

The road was so wide open from Council Bluffs to Sioux Falls.  I'm not so sure how I would have felt if I had been driving it at night.

People most everywhere have been willing to engage in conversation.  First the lady at Whole Foods in Overland Park, who most certainly took my headache as a sour demeanor and said all she could, from how beautiful a day it was to encouraging me on my way.  Then there was the lady at the Cubby's convenience store who joked and laughed and was willing to go into silly banter with me about her being tired as she started her second shift in a row.  And finally the lady at the convenience store (with an attached casino!) just south of Sioux Falls, who was willing to suggest a place to stay in Sioux Falls and directed me to the Red Roof Inn.  She'll probably never see this, but thanks, it was good advice!

Tomorrow, the goal is to get into Montana!


 Lake in Montana

Travel Log - September 6, 2014
Departed the Overland Park, KS/Kansas City, MO area at 1:00 PM
--> Through Kansas, Missouri, Iowa, and South Dakota today <-- i="">
Arrived in Sioux Falls, SD at 8:00 PM
375 miles today

The Prairie

I'm blogging today from a peaceful little rest area just south of Council Bluffs, Iowa.  And this is a first for me, there is free wireless internet in the rest area, provided by the Iowa DOT!  One of the changes I forgot to mention in yesterday's entry is the weather.  After the deluge I drove through, the temperatures dropped into the 60's.  Currently it is 73 degrees with humidity at 47%!  

The landscape has been nice today, rolling fields, lots of corn and silos, and very clean and blue small ponds and lakes.  The intention for the day has been to stay focused on the drive.  The highway has been clear, just sharing it primarily with 18-wheelers.  I started the day in Kansas, then through more of Missouri, and now Iowa.  Going for South Dakota tonight.

Travel Log to come late tonight, for now it's back on the road.

Friday, September 5, 2014

Mindfulness of Eating

This morning I made a commitment to be mindful of what I ate throughout the day.  As usual, I ate no breakfast.  Instead, after checking out of my hotel, I went directly to get food for lunch.  I managed to quiet the urges to eat chips, nuts and candy, and instead bought a salad, an apple, water and unsweetened tea.  I ate my lunch at a rest area, spending less than $5.00 for the meal.  I also had baby carrots to snack on during the drive; no chips, no candy.  For dinner this evening I had a turkey club sandwich, cole slaw, and vegetable sticks (carrots and celery).  The reason I share this is not for  the details, but because I was able to mindfully stay true to my intention for the day.  To change habits, one must expend some mental energy to remain aware of the high-risk situations that could sabotage the positive change.

The ride today was about changes as well. The southern part of Missouri was full of rock out-croppings, as in the Ozark mountains of Arkansas, but without the mountains and roads full of turnbacks.  Until I reachedSt. Louis, the weather was hot and muggy, temperatures in the low to mid-nineties with stifling humidity.  As I moved west of St. Louis, I ran into about an hour of bumper-to-bumper traffic, moving only about 25-30 miles during that time.  As soon as the traffic opened up, the weather changed, first sprinklings of rain, then progressing to downpours which didn't clear out until I got to Columbia, MO.  


Unlike Dorothy, after these storms I didn't end up in Oz, but in Kansas.  Tonight's stop is in Overland Park, Kansas just southwest of Kansas City, MO.

Travel Log- September 5, 2014
Departed Cape Girardeau, MO at 12:40 PM
Arrived in Overland Park, KS at 9:00 PM, after traffic and storm delays
375 miles (approx.)

Only one additional state today, Kansas

Thursday, September 4, 2014

Fighting my Impulses

I think I'm a fairly normal guy.  I don't drink very often, and when I do, it's very limited.  Day to day, I don't seem to struggle with many impulses. In fact, some view me as very calm and collected, especially when there is stress or pressure.  But today, I've noticed that there have been impulses; fairly strong impulses to do things that I know are not the best for me.  For instance, before leaving the casino in Richardsonville, MS this morning, I felt an urge to go back to the slot machines.  (Note: I did make an A in statistics so I know that the odds on those machines are stacked heavily against me!). I managed to weather that impulse, but there were others throughout the day.  While waiting three hours (yes...3 hours!) to have two new tires put on the back of the car, I couldn't stand it, I had to have a cigarette.  While driving to this evening's destination, Cape Girardeau, Missouri, I couldn't resist buying snacks at two stops.  I'm thinking to myself, my weight and my potential health problems are two things I could control!  So why do I sabotage myself like this?



One reason is undoubtedly that there is something I get from smoking and eating junk.  Finding what drives me to do these things I don't really want to be doing is one step.  But even without knowing what underlying force drives these things, there are things I can do right now to make changes.  The first is to become aware of the impulse and resist it.  I will need to remember what motivates me to make these changes in order to resist the strength of the impulse.  For me, I will feel better and hopefully look better if I lose weight.  My health will also improve if I quit smoking and change what I eat.  I have this fantasy that I will be more popular after these changes, but whether that's true or not, it sure is motivating to think so!  

All of these changes I want to make are also about self-discipline, and cultivating the strength to make different and healthier choices, in the moment, mindfully, without judgment.  Tomorrow's task is to be very mindful of impulses and urges, noticing their strength, and matching the strength of these habits with the courage of mindful motivation.

Travel Log - September 4, 2014
Departed Robinsonville, Mississippi at about 11:40 AM
Arrived in Memphis, TN about 12:40 PM
Waited in Bartlett, TN about 3 hours for new tires to be put on car at Sam's Club
Departed Memphis, TN approximately 3:40 PM
Arrived in Cape Girdardeau, Missouri at 6:30 PM
300 miles

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Breakfast with Daddy

I took my Dad to breakfast this morning.  "How are your kids," he asks.  "Matthew is in Seattle working fir Amazon, and Kat is doing well in school wnd graduates in the spring," I answer.  We went to the same fast-food place he's been going to for several years.  The same Septegenerians and Octogenarians were there at the big round table.  The "youngsters," the two Lewis brothers, are in their late 50s or early 60s.  They appeared to qualify by virtue of their grey hair and balding domes.  Daddy's hair is very thin, grey, but covers his head and is just as wavy as when he was in the Army.  He asks about the kids, "Where's Matthew?"  "He's working in Seattle," I reply calmly.   The repetitions are expected now, and for 95 years of age, he's doing pretty well!  He doesn't move well these days, not so much due to Parkinson's disease that still manifests in shaky arms and hands.  More likely his difficulty moving or going to the fitness center is attributable to his deteriorating memory.  He literally cannot remember to get up and go.  He shows me a book about the Korean War.  Remote memories are still intact and a source of grounding for him.

The drive today was from Demopolis to the casino south of Memphis in Mississippi where my brother has a free room.  A distance of over 250 miles, the day was marked with missed turns and GPS routes that were... eccentric.  Eating at the buffet, he asked me "Is daddy repeating questions?"  We decided he needs to go to the fitness center and that his tractor needs to remain unstartable, to keep him from hurting himself.  The slot nachines were a cacophony of bells, whistles, music, and lights, designed to mesmerize patrons while house odds took effect.

Travel Log - Wednesday,  September 3, 2014
Departed from Demopolis, Alabama approximately 11:40 AM
Arrived in Robinsonville, Mississippi about 6:05 PM
Approximately 300 miles, including about 45 "missed turn" miles

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Cleaning the Fridge

"Only true friends go straight to your refrigerator when they go to your house."  - Anonymous


The last task before hitting the road on my cross-country road trip was cleaning out the refrigerator.  I've been procrastinating this for quite a while, but leaving town for September is not exactly like taking a day trip.  The chicken, the cheese, the vegetables, would all decompose in the weeks I'll be away.  And so I began.  Almost everything had to go.  Cleaning the fridge is like clearing space for something new, maybe a new way of eating and opening up to trying new foods and recipes.  When I return, I can  make considered choices as to what goes in the fridge.



I see this cross-country drive that began today as clearing space for something new as well.  It is a chance to examine my own thoughts and patterns, clearing out those that are not useful, and opening up to trying new foods and recipes in my life.  This includes examining closely held beliefs and values, and being willing to shift priorities.  Over two thousand years ago, Socrates is attributed as saying, "The unexamined life is not worth living."  Socrates didn't have a refrigerator, but I'm guessing he would see the parallels in examining what goes into the fridge and examining what goes into our lives.

Travel Log - September 2, 2014
Departed Fort Walton Beach, Florida approximately 4:00 PM
Arrived in Demopolis, Alabama approximately 7:40 PM
205 miles

 I've been on these roads so many times before,
Only the weather and presence or absence of company changes.
I noticed my thoughts are still flitting back and forth 
To various tasks I want to accomplish while on this trip.
The goal of mindfully noticing just what is present externally
Was usurped today by abstract lists and "must remember this"
Driving my thoughts and attention like racehorses.