THE “HEDONIC TREADMILL” IN THE PURSUIT AND MAINTENANCE OF HAPPINESS

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Last night while walking in my neighborhood, I looked up into the sky to witness the historic rocket launch to take astronauts into space, which took my breath away. Watching any rocket launch at night from my backyard is always my favorite place to watch a rocket launch here in Florida. It always gives me the sense that there is something greater in the world than my small little microcosm. What is important to me at that particular moment seems pale by comparison to what the feelings of those brave astronauts must be. Watching the rocket launch gives me the sense also that our election woes, terrible pandemic, and other things that weigh heavily on our minds are temporary. In the words of Abraham Lincoln, “This, too, shall pass away”. At some point in the future, whenever that is, our difficulties will be behind us and we will move forward to a better place or time.

When I first moved to Florida, I remember the awe I felt every time the shuttle launched into the sky. I stopped what I was doing and waited with such anticipation to watch and wait. Watch and wait. Last night, however, I was going about my business with my usual nightly walk and almost missed the launch. It brings to mind a principal known as “the hedonic treadmill” or the “hedonistic adaptation”. That is, hedonic adaptation is the tendency toward a process that reduces the affective impact of emotional events. It has to do with getting “used” to something that previously gave us happiness. For example, you may recall your first apartment that may have been 400 square feet and how excited you were when you moved in. If you look at that same apartment and consider living in it now that you are a bit more “established”, it might not give you the same level of excitement or happiness. In short, the excitement “wears off.” Experts suggest that a brand new sports car, for example, will not make you happy. No matter what the price point of the car, a person will gradually get “used” to driving the car, and the “newness” will wear off. I am sad to admit that last night I realized that the excitement of living on the Space Coast in Florida has worn off a little, as I admitted to myself the harsh realization that I wasn’t set up to view the rocket launch as I had previously done during preceding launches even though I was excited to see the launch in the sky. It wasn’t that I didn’t enjoy seeing the launch, as I did. It was just that the “newness” had worn off a little. Just a little.

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Extrapolating this “hedonistic adapation” idea to my every day life, I know that the key to happiness, in part, is NOT the acquisition of material goods. The key to happiness is to acquire memories, to “step outside of the moment to review and appreciate it or savor it” in the words of Dr. Laurie Santos, Professor of Psychology at Yale University. Happiness comes from being both happy with your life and being happy in your life. Dr. Santos says happiness does not come from good grades, a new promotion, a bigger salary, a big house, etc. Pursuit of material goods and acquisitions is a dead end road. Instead, Dr. Santos suggests these practices to “thwart” hedonistic adaptation:

  • Meditation – a practice to help someone become present in the moment and tune out distractions.
  • Savoring – the simple act of appreciating and being present in the moment, or stepping outside of the experience to review and savor it . This can be done by looking at old photos of experiences that took part in, such as old family gatherings, a great vacation, doing something different.
  • Gratitude – taking time to appreciate the blessings in your life. Some people use a journal daily to write out several things for which they are thankful each day to give focus to the day.
  • Kindness – acts of kindness toward other people. Try paying for the coffee in the person behind you at the drive-through window some day. It simply feels good.
  • Social Connection – having friends and being part of a community can make you more likely endure disease, difficulty, and hardship better. Try re-connecting with others during this time of the pandemic, even if on the phone. Reaching out to others helps us in so very many ways.
  • Exercise – 30 minutes a day, which has been known to be mood boosting physiologically.
  • Sleep – at least seven hours a night for adults and nine hours a night for teens.
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Finally, doing things to “shake up” our routine from time to time can help us to thwart hedonistic adaptation. For example, every now and again, I close my eyes and walk toward the sink, turn on the faucet, and get a drink of water “just because”. It helps me to appreciate the use of my eyes and helps me to “see” my world a little differently.

The link to Dr. Laurie Santos’ free course from Yale University about “The Science of Well Being” can be found below. Why not shake things up during the extra time you might have on your hands during lockdowns, social isolation, and the pandemic? You just might learn something that surprises you and motivates you toward a happier life.

Life is good; carpe diem, friends …………

Note to self: savor living on the Space Coast in Florida and witnessing the forward progress to getting to Mars in my lifetime, because life is good.

LIFE IS LIKE A CAR WASH

An anecdote from not too long ago to share:

My daughter and I went into a drive through carwash not too long ago, as I’ve been so busy I haven’t had time yet to clean the house this week, never mind my car, and  decided it would be a quick little thing to check off my list.  We pulled into the car wash and stopped on the designated area, indicated by the red “stop” sign.  After all, I’m a rule follower.  After a minute or so, the “arm” of the carwash collapsed onto the side of my car and got “stuck” against my car after we heard the loud bang it made against the car, not moving for a minute or so, or at least for what appeared to be an eternity.  My daughter and I looked at each other and immediately burst out laughing.  The arm of the carwash retracted, went back to the “starting position”, and the car wash stopped with soap ALL OVER my car. We could barely see out the windshield.  We immediately laughed a little harder.  I decided to drive through the car wash slowly to check my car, then decided it likely would be a good idea to go inside to speak to the clerk.  She came out, re-set the car wash, and the car wash worked fine the second time.  It was, just “one of those things….”

After we stopped laughing, I immediately realized the parallels to life.  Life is truly like driving into an unknown car wash like this at times.  We do what is expected and what we need to do, yet we have no control over what happens while inside that car wash.  We even pay money to help sway the odds in our favor that the outcome in that car wash is what we expect for that moment.  However, every now and again in life something happens, and we don’t get the car wash we expected, or planned on, or needed, etc…It is clear to me that life with all its uncertainties happens as it will, and we most often don’t have any control over the outcome.  We do, however, have control over our choices about what to do about it.  That is, what we do about that car wash IS well within our control. If we explore our options, we see that we can cry, we can get angry, we can become paralyzed with indecision about what we must do, OR……..we can choose laughter. Laughter truly is the “best medicine”. I chose laughter whenever I can, although at times one has to look hard to find it. 

I am happy to report that my car no longer has soap on it, it was not dented, AND we had a GOOD laugh over the whole thing. Someone very dear to me once told me, it is the “end of the story” that really matters, but certainly the middle of the story is where the fun is sometimes.  After all, life is far too important to be taken so seriously.

Life is good; choose laughter every time you can. Carpe diem, friends………

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LIVING LA VIDA LOCA….SEVEN DAYS OF EATING LAVENDER, DAY THREE (LAVENDER CAKE)

I can still hear my wonderful father saying to me time and time again in my head: “If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again.” That was him, “King of the Colloquial Expression”, always finding a teachable moment everywhere. A man of few words but words that meant something. He didn’t speak much, of course, unless he had something to say. No idle banter for him, but a pleasant and funny disposition, a kind and loving heart, a warm smile with a sunny laugh, and a man of few words. Life lived well and lived fully.

I think of my Dad today on day three of a week of lavender recipes I am trying. It comes down to the idea of cut the idea of cutting your losses while you are ahead versus you never know until you try. Go the distance; live without wondering what could have happened. Go the distance; risk disappointment but know you tried. I impart these same words to my daughter, “Teen Traveler” and decide without blinking an eye that the proverbial “show must go on”, another quip from my beautiful days with my father before he passed on. Even though we haven’t really cared for the two lavender recipes we tried this week, we will continue in our quest.

Day Three: Lavender pound cake. Pound cake brings to mind simpler, almost more old-fashioned times, as my beautiful mother adored pound cake and served it to me when I was small like her mother did before her. Pound cake, buttery goodness and sweet confection, just like Mom. Throw in a little lavender, and it HAS to be good, right? This time I am going to decrease the amount of lavender I use to see if that makes a difference and pair it with lemon. How could lemon pound cake go wrong with wise words of advice from my father coupled with sweet memories of my mother……

I decided to use my Mother’s old vintage Corningware loaf pan, complete with the cornflower from a lifetime ago filled with less complication, confusion and without Covid. This was either a very good thing to use my Mother’s pan as fond memories of love and comfort surrounded me while I was baking, or…..it was a bad thing because my mother wasn’t much of a baker. In either case, it was fun to take out my Mother’s old pan again if for nothing other than the sake of nostalgia.

Yesterday my track record for yummy lavender recipes was 0 for 2. I waited with excitement as I watched the cake come out of the oven and cool. I used a vanilla confectionary sugar glaze when it was cool enough as the recipe directed.

And I added sprinkles. Of COURSE I added sprinkles, as I had learned years ago from marrying into my husband’s family that sprinkles on our Italian struffali is the ONLY way to go. LOTS and LOTS of sprinkles. My daughter also taught me that life is better, always better, with a little sprinkles on top.

One person who tasted it said it felt like they were eating a scented drawer liner. My daughter said it would be delicious WITHOUT the lavender. I actually liked it, but I would have preferred the recipe to have a little heavier glaze on the top, as it was almost transparent in the recipe, even though I added even more confectionary sugar to thicken it than the recipe called for.

Day three: 1 for 3. Finally a recipe that tastes good (to some of us). I actually think I’m on to something here with the combination of lavender and lemon. Perhaps tomorrow I will try lavender lemonade. You know how it goes…..”if life gives us lemons, we make lemonade!”

Life is good; carpe diem, friends……..

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PUT A LITTLE COLOR IN YOUR GREY….

Every now and then something crosses my desk that causes me to pause a moment. Today I am sharing something that did just that when my friend in Belgium shared it with me.

“Barely the day started and… it’s already six o’clock in the evening.
Barely arrived on Monday and it’s already Friday.
… and the month is already over.
… and the year is almost over.
… and already 40, 50 or 60 years of our lives have passed.
… and we realize we lost our parents, friends.
and we realize it’s too late to go back…
So… Let’s try to make the most of the time we have left…
Let’s keep looking for activities that we like…
Let’s put color in our grey…
Let’s smile at the little things in life that put balm in our hearts.
And despite everything, we must continue to enjoy with serenity this time we have left. Let’s try to eliminate the afters…
I’ll do it after…
I’ll say after…
I’ll think about it after…
We leave everything for later as if ′′ after ′′ is ours.
Because what we don’t understand is that:
Afterwards, the coffee gets colder…
Afterwards, priorities change…
afterwards, the charm is broken…
afterwards, health passes…
after, kids grow up…
after, parents get old…
Afterwards, promises are forgotten…
after, the day becomes the night…
after, life ends…
And then it’s often too late….
So… Let’s leave nothing for later…
Because in the meantime we can lose the best moments,
the best experiences,
best friends,
the best family…
The day is today… The moment is now…”

-taken from a FB post by Simplement Moi

Life is good; carpe diem, friends….

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MORE LESSONS LEARNED FROM A BUTTERFLY

Today my daughter, “Teen Traveler”, and I set out to journey towards South Florida to release the malachite butterflies we have been raising from caterpillars for several weeks now. Since this species lives in South Florida, we knew we had to do the right thing when we purchased the caterpillars and get them into the South Florida vicinity to release them. Since the lifespan of the butterfly is usually only two to four weeks, we knew we shouldn’t keep them very long after their metamorphosis into a butterfly.

We drove two counties away and released them near an orange grove, as they feed on rotting fruit and flower nectar, and we wanted to ensure they had plenty to eat. We had a bit of a certain indescribable sense of sadness when we were driving to let them go into the wild.

My daughter said she was sorry to see them go. I explained to her that the butterflies are like many beautiful people we encounter during our lives. People come into our lives, and people go from our lives when we change schools, jobs, cities, etc…Life changes. Life changes a lot. The people that we are fond of don’t always stay around forever. Sometimes even death separates us, but we are somehow in some way, or in many ways, touched by their presence when we had them in our lives. I told my daughter that we can learn a lot about life from raising our butterflies.

Lessons Learned:

  1. Like the butterflies that change forms from egg to several different types of caterpillars (instars) before assuming their final form, we, too, go through many changes and stages in our own lives. Sometimes we are not our most beautiful until we’ve gone through different stages within ourselves.
  2. People come and go in our lives, like the butterflies we raise, and we enjoy them while they are here. We try think about their release date, as we can enjoy the moments with them while we have them. All the moments.
  3. Sometimes the caterpillar hatchlings don’t make it to adulthood, despite our best efforts. Life is sometimes hard at times, but beautiful nonetheless.
  4. You have to work hard to find a place to blend in and settle, finding what you need, before you can become a chrysalis. Working hard helps. These caterpillars certainly were VERY busy.
  5. Sometimes we need rest, like a butterfly chrysalis, before we emerge as our best.
  6. Sometimes we want to stay holding on the warm hand that protects us before we find the strength to move on to do what we know we ultimately have to do. Staying on that warm hand for a while is good for a while, but then we have to find our own way as we become adults and move on to college, etc..
  7. Although the butterfly’s life is short, it always leaves behind something beautiful after it dies. The butterfly lives on, like us, in the generations that follow.
  8. We need to be very patient. Good things often take time.

My daughter held the butterflies in her hand in the butterfly cage during the whole ride to our release site. She was so gentle with them that it was such a tender moment whenever I glanced her way. When the engine to the car stopped, she asked if she could release them in the car before we released them into the wild. She thought it would be fun if they flew around the inside of the car for a while. We let them out of the cage in the car, but they didn’t fly around for some reason. I’m thinking that the car air conditioner was a possible reason, as the butterflies really like the temperature to be above eighty degrees before they fly.

My daughter gently lifted the butterflies onto her hand again when it was time to release them outside. She waited until they both flew away, having the peace of mind that they were well, and she somehow added something back into the circle of life. She was relieved that she didn’t damage their wings or legs when she touched them, too. I knew she didn’t, but she was concerned.

On the way home, we found a beach with few people on it and enjoyed some time together in the warm blue waters, laughing together and finding some shells.

“You tucked me in, turned out the lights
Kept me safe and sound at night
Little girls depend on things like that

Brushed my teeth and combed my hair had to drive me everywhere
You were always there when
I looked back…

…And when I couldn’t sleep at night
Scared things wouldn’t turn out right
You would hold my hand and sing to me

Caterpillar in the tree
How you wonder who you’ll be
Can’t go far but you can always dream
Wish you may and wish you might
Don’t you worry hold in tight
I promise you there will come a day
Butterfly fly away, butterfly fly away, butterfly fly away
Flap your wings now you can’t stay
Take those dreams and make them all come true

Butterfly fly away, butterfly fly away
We’ve been waiting for this day
All along and knowing just what to do
Butterfly, butterfly, butterfly, butterfly fly away…”

-“Butterfly Fly Away” by Billy Ray Cyrus

Life is good. Carpe diem, friends…………….