Overthinking Inertia

This weekend I volunteered at the London leg of the  Wim Hof workshop world tour again.

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I like to do this for several reasons.

One of those reasons and a bit self help cliche -ish is, here it comes and I feel suspect saying it……I want to give back. Uggghhhhhh.

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Yes, I know a bit sickly isn’t it, but hear me out.

To me this method isn’t a panacea and doesn’t, in my opinion necessarily do, for me anyway, all that it claims. However, at it foundation it certainly does, and there is no getting away from the fact that following this system will get you into an environment you may currently think is impossible.

Its also a way of creating a very accurate simulator for how you and I act under stressful or fearful conditions and how we can learn to overcome those responses.

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That’s what I adhere to and believe in.

I just think its so simple in its methodology, but at the same time so hard to do, which is why it is such an accurate – in my opinion – biofeedback mechanism.

That’s what I want to give back when I’m sharing this system.

Secondly its great to meet up with friends who I’ve got to know and trained with since learning this method, especially those who have been there during the winter months.

However, this all gets me eventually, to the point of this post. Overthinking.

Because despite what I’ve just said, I didn’t jump at the chance of helping out this time – despite knowing what I’ve just told you.

Initially I thought yes, and then the thinking starts.

Do I really want to go and do this again? Do I want to lose my Saturday working?What am I going to get from it, really? What if something better happens, that if I say yes Ill miss out on – classic FOMO.

And if I’m honest the only reason I made a decision, that wasn’t on the 11th hour and because I could be sure I wasn’t missing out else where, was because I’d managed to get a friend into the workshop as a favour to me and another friend on the volunteer rota.

My decision was sadly made on ‘well fair play, you’ve given me something, I’ll repay you with my help and a sacrificial Saturday’. Terrible attitude…but the truth.
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And interestingly all this overthinking is based on an imagined outcome and never the day I actually have, which is always fun and a pleasure to do, and in fairness nice to be invited to participate in!

This post wasn’t actually spurred on by this initial fact however, but rather later in the day, whilst I was sat on the loo trying to wrestle with another demon.

You see at the end of the day, after all the workshop members have been in the Ice baths as the finale of their day, all the workers also get the opportunity to play in the ice before we empty and pack the baths up.

It’s something I always want to do, or more truthfully, feel I should do to be congruent- it’s easy to tell everyone else to get in the ice and breath, it’s quite another to do it yourself!

Strangely, even after doing this method for some time now, I’m always still apprehensive prior to getting in to really cold water. (However talking to outdoor swimmers, some as seasoned as to have been doing it over 30 years, tell me the feeling NEVER goes away. Its normal to not want to go into freezing water initially it seems. Weird eh?)

And as I was sitting there, procrastinating, the line ‘The problem with thinking, especially overthinking is that it’s usually focusing on failure’ came into my head.

And it was true.

My apprehension was based on me imagining not being able to get in the ice, of failing on the side line unable to get in because it was to cold. And naturally I wanted to avoid that scenario.
And to make things worse, this fact is usually concealed by the other part of that internal dialogue that desperately doesn’t want us to recognise that part of our character, the one that’s afraid and a coward and starts conjuring up legitimate reasons why, in my case, I ‘didn’t need to do it this time’ since I’ve done it before etc! ‘You’ve got nothing to prove, leave it today if you want…..’ and all that smoke and mirrors chitchat.

Overthinking is about trying to imagine every eventuality, to fix the feeling of uncertainty and to prevent things going wrong……and all based on an imagined, worse case scenario reality.

And this can be useful, because it can help us do just that – prepare for all sorts of situations that someone who has a devil may care attitude may fall foul to – often fatally.

Being prepared is brilliant.

However its need to control every situation and prevent disaster – real or imagined –  can also take over and become paralysing and cause inertia where we end up doing nothing.

As someone who over thinks, I know that all I need to do is redirect my thinking into steps. Into action steps.

I ask myself ‘What do I need to do to get from point A to point B?’

In this case it was simple.

Get off the toilet. Put my shorts on. Walk down stairs. Get in the ice.

That’s it.

The rest will take care of itself and you will cope.

4 things compared to the hundreds of alternative scenarios going round in my mind.

And you know how i usually ends.

Not only was it ok, I even managed to do a Navy SEAL exercise I had seen that I’d failed to do last time I got in the ice, of fully submerging myself in the ice and breathing through a funnel as a ‘stay calm under pressure exercise’.

The downside to this sort of carry on was however a savage ice cream head!😂

So if you catch yourself overthinking in the future, just focus on taking action!

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Change leads to choice

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Want to see how hard changing certain habits or patterns of behaviour can be?

Do a simple experiment and change something about your morning routine.

The route you take when you walk or drive to work, the train carriage you always go to, the seat you sit in every morning (unless that stranger has arrogantly sat in YOUR seat before hand without your consent and forcing you to sit somewhere else anyway.)

Notice how resistant it feels. How much we want to ping back into place and do what feels natural because its what we’ve always done (or at least how it feels we have always done.)

But it was never a default place. We created it to make life easier, comfortable, convenient, and such like. That’s the only natural thing about it.

I started doing this experiment several months ago when I was commuting into the city by train. However several weeks in, on one particular Friday morning, I released I was creating the same patterns, just at another carriage.

What had started as ‘mixing it up’ had turned into just standing at what initially was a different place, but now was becoming where I’ve stood for the last few days.

I was lucky to catch the familiarity habit evolving and moved a few carriages down to keep the experiment going.

It’s also often hard to change what we are doing because our current patterns make so much sense.

They are usually logical.

The route to work is the shortest, the carriage we get on is nearer the exit gates, the coffee shop we go to serves the best coffee (we think anyway….. but how do we really know?)

We often don’t change because we see what we are doing as the best option. And we might be right. Change does not always mean better. Where we are is not always wrong.

For me the idea was not to expect better initially, but instead to explore and be looking for new paths that may lead somewhere new.

Do what we are always doing, usually gets us what we are currently getting.

We want change, but yet stay in the same circles, doing the same jobs, meeting the same people, socialising with the same friends, going to the same gym and at the same time etc.

We wonder why we don’t seem to ‘just bump into that stranger’ that happens to other people, the one that ‘recognises our greatness and offers us a position in their company that fast tracks us to the career of our dreams’.

Serendipity never happens to us. We never meet the love of our life on the train or at the convenience store.

But maybe that’s because we sit on the same carriage and go to the same store.

Lucky people are usually those who put them selves in positions that stand more of a chance of lady luck shining on them.

People who win competitions usually do lots of competitions!

How many times do we take a wrong turning only to pop out somewhere familiar, or where we want to be and say ‘oh, I didn’t realise this was here, that’s actually quicker!’.

This is what happened to me during this time. I took a different route to work every morning and discovered lots of different walkways that offered lots of different stimuli that I would have missed following the same route despite most routes taking longer than my normal walk in.

However, I also discovered the way I had walked for the last year was not the quickest. And not only did I discover a quicker route, the new way was also sheltered from the rain.

Now on rainy days I can walk in the dry or on the dry days I can take the longer route and enjoy the sunshine before the incarceration of the working day begins!

And I think that’s something to reflect on – that  change offers the possibility of discovery and that in turn gives us choices.

Obviously simply changing habits doesn’t ensure happy ever after or even getting what we want. Sometimes trying new things doesn’t work out.

The idea of doing this experiment is simply to show how programmed we are and to create a conscious awareness of where and how we are perhaps getting stuck now and in the future. It also offers us an opportunity to explore, to develop and to expand our experiences of people and places and all that they encapsulate.

Not only will we expand and develop our experiences, we will expand and develop ourselves.

The Dung Beetle and the Power of ‘AND?’

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We’ve all got a plethora of reasons why we say we are ‘where we don’t want to be in life’.

And many of them are justifiable. However most of them only serve to keep us stuck.

Whether it’s ‘I haven’t got enough money’, I’m not smart enough, I hate my job, I’m depressed, I’m anxious, I’ve got low self-esteem, I’ve got no friends, I wish I had a girlfriend/boyfriend/husband wife/kids/house/dog/cat, my wife ran off with the best man, the dogs just ate the sofa, the cars just been written off, I’ve just been diagnosed with xyz, I haven’t got enough time to do ABC, if it wasn’t for the kids I sail round the world, – the fact remains that usually, inside of this internal or external dialogue with ourselves and with those who will listen, we tend to stay focused on the problem, what’s wrong about it and in a type of victim mode.

And I say victim, but looking at it more closely from my own personal perspective, it’s more a sense of being trapped inside of a feeling of ‘helplessness’.

Whatever the reasons our default setting is usually to sit inside of the label.

If we haven’t got enough money we look outside to those who have and how it’s not fair.

We compare what we haven’t got financial with others rather than what we have compared to others less fortunate.

We blame the government, the immigration issue, we attack those who seem to be getting money for nothing and are driving around it a much newer car than us!
We say we will have to cut back, no more holidays and nights out etc all of which all add to the problem in terms of making us bitter and cynical and victims of circumstance.

And I know I often fall foul of the ‘this is not fair’ mind set. We all do.

And we all know all too well what often it isn’t fair. All around people are getting more than us.

They are getting away with more than us. They are doing less than us but getting more than us!

People are even being given more than us and are all it seems much luckier than us.

And that’s life.

And don’t forget we are ‘those people’ who have more, according to those who have much less than us……but we never consider that!

So what can we do to hack this mind-set to help us be more constructive in our response to what seems like a badly dealt hand.

Well one very simple why is to use one particular word at the end of our complaints and reasons why we are not happy.

And that word is ‘And?’.

I’m depressed.
And?

I’m lonely.
And?

I hate my Job.
And?

Bear with me, as I appreciate this seems a bit basic and almost uncaring. Even unrealistic when the shit is really hitting the fan.

But try it by yourself first rather than getting someone else to help you, because having someone else – especially family members aggressively saying ‘And?’ after you plead for their sympathetic agreement in a vain hope that they would just agree and say ‘there,there’.

Because using this idea by ourselves will help prevent us coming up with and feeling of resentment and a sense of being attacked, that it may do if someone else asks ‘And?’ after we’ve just poured our hearts out.

This would certainly only serve to ensure we will then spend our time defending why we are where we don’t want to be, rather than looking at why we are there and how we can get out of it.

When we are complaining about something we rarely look at what is really behind our complaint. The discussion is always about the label – I am skint, depressed, anxious, lonely, overworked, unhappy etc.

We never like to look at why we are feeling the way we do and the solutions to the ‘real’ issue.

Why? Surely none of us want to deliberately stay somewhere we don’t want to be, right?

Well, we sort of do.

Because even when we are having a bad time, we are usual familiar with it. And we all like familiarity.

It’s usually a complaint we have had for years and despite often hating it, we have learnt to accept it, make excuses for it and live with it, even though we moan about it all day!

It’s actually, in a perverse way – in our minds anyway – harder to actually do something about it than it is to live with it.

Why?

Because change takes work that also usually comes with very slow progress. Things often get worse before they get better.

There’s no guarantees that what we are attempting to do will even work and we may even end up worse than before.

Being stuck where we don’t want to be may ‘suck ass’, but we know we can handle it. We have proof.

There’s a sense of certainty that we can handle it. Even though it’s maybe a shitty reality it’s familiar.

We don’t risk anything personally to continue doing it – It’s never our fault if we stay as we are – it’s out there happening ‘too us’.  We are safer in our misery.

And remember this is all unconscious. But because we crave safety, we defend it by blaming someone else rather than taking the blame/responsibility and doing what has to be done to rectify it.

Logically this is madness. Emotionally, and under the bonnet, it makes total sense.

Using the word ‘And?’ every time we are attempting to blame our circumstances can help us snap out of ‘where we would rather be’, and put us back to ‘where we are’ and not where the rest of the world is in comparison to us.

Its stops us being hand held and gets us, as one of my old bosses used to say to me ‘off the tit’.

It forces us to take responsibility and to address where we are and what we can do to rectify it.

It forces us to accept our reality rather than day dream about where life would be so much better and whose fault it is that we are not living ‘that life’!

As the saying going 80% of people do not care about your problems anyway, and the other 20% are glad it’s you and not them.

At the end of the day, like the dung beetle we have to be responsible for shifting our own crap, often uphill.

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And like the dung beetle who uses the sun and the moon to help them move their shit in the right direction, we too can use techniques like the ‘And?’ idea, to save energy by moving us towards where we’d rather be.

Using the word ‘and?’ like the dung beetle, helps us to get on top of our shit in order to see where we need to go next.

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There’s a thousand reasons why we can’t change our circumstances, and many of them are justifiable, but it’s worth checking if they are actually true by asking ourselves ‘And?’ when our excuses start flowing.

Balance

We all need somewhere to escape too from everyday life in order to unwind, reflect, engage, get present and to realign ourselves.

Something I love to do is to get out to the coast and onto the cliffs and crags where I can loose myself by climbing, scrambling, running,walking and taking in the amazing landscape.

The weather in the UK Prior to the Beast from the East has been cold but very sunny. Perfect for getting out and moving.

I term this as being personally ‘environ-mentally friendly’ simply because getting out in the fresh air and moving around in nature, especially if you can be lucky enough to do it in a beautiful landscape, does wonders for our mental health.

Considering the concern with Mental health issues and how prevalent it is now a days, especially in young people, I believe that looking at ways to help individuals reconnect with themselves, gain confidence and learn ways to handle their fear and anxiety in a natural way is something worth promoting.

Being in nature can be a excellent simulator that can give us a very accurate picture of how we operate under the radar and out of our conscious awareness.

By interacting in nature we bring our behavioural characteristics out in the open and by doing so, allows us to observe them in real time.

This process can actually help us to aware of how we handle situations in our ‘everyday lives’ ( both positively and negatively),

We can actually use the same techniques we use to overcome obstacles in nature, that on the surface may seem totally different, in challenges we have both at home and at work.

The process of climbing a cliff can induce a lot of anxiety and fear for example. How we work to resolve that emotion and the decisions we make – to climb or not to climb, will give us a lot of information about how we operate and make decisions else where in our lives.

These blue prints can be invaluable because they not only teach us self awareness but also how we can create our own bespoke self management systems that we can use else where to handle what life throws at us.

Here’s a little video of what keeps me balanced and not falling over the edge!

A year on and still going….Happy 1 year anniversary to me!

One Year Anniversary
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This time last year, (March 3rd), I completed one of my personal challenges and human guinea pig programs (I like to test stuff out before I can congruently pass it on to others.)
 
I went from someone who hated being in cold water to someone who now gets into icy water all year round in my shorts predominately via a mental process..
 
Initially I learnt this system from Wim Hof – The Ice Man and also with my time spent with this great community.
 
My regular practice at this discipline means I have created my own personalised way of continuing to push myself to progress in this discipline of cold water submersion so I can keep learning how my mind works, what holds me back and what pushes me to keep going in extreme situations.
 
For anyone considering the WHM program no doubt you will have reservations either about the system itself considering there is so much bullshit out there ,or doubt in your own capabilities.
 
Fear not – this systems walks its talk and delivers if you put in the work.
 
If you are still looking for more information for what its like as a newbie to the WHM, or cold water training, here’s my report from this day last year!

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I’m still using this system today, my last swim being during the cold period named ‘beast from the East)

Its a brilliant feed back system for how I operate, my fears, my excuses, where I fall down and also my drivers to succeed and not to quit.

Heres my report from last year – Happy 1 year anniversary to me!

 
 
Serpentine Swim
 
Last Saturday I completed the initial stage of the ‘Ice man’ Wim Hof’s training with a final swim in The Serpentine at Hyde Park.
I’ve swam in several outdoor locations during December and January already which have really tested me.
 
Hyde Park was however, at the time of starting the course my goal to prove the method had worked for me.
 
When I started it seemed a bit of a crack pipe dream and a bit daunting to say the least.
 
Go here to join me for a little dip! 😀
 
 
 
This weekend marked the end of my WHM challenge.
Several months ago with much apprehension and scepticism I enrolled on the 10 week course.
 
It’s rare now a days that I buy into anything that promises astonishing and life changing results because it inadvertently turns out most of the time to be the unscrupulous work of the marketing spin doctors down at the self-help and personal development BS factory.
 
I wasn’t interested in all the health claims. I just wanted to learn to handle the cold better, especially my relationship with cold water.
 
The idea of becoming impervious to the cold sounded both implausible and yet alluring.
 
I’ve disliked the cold for as long as I can remember.
And as the years have gone on I have learnt to allude it’s icy tentacles by wearing more and more layers, a 5mm wetsuit all year round during water sports and total avoidance regarding obstacle racing during the winter months.
 
And it was this demarcation of the cold that made me reach out to the WHM for my liberation from its icy bondage!
Ok so that’s all a bit dramatic!
 
So another way of saying it is, I just wanted to see if I could stop feeling like I was being mildly, but continually electrocuted whilst doing an impression of a shitting dog whose spine was about to snap every time I found myself in events that involved jumping in and out cold water that was usually accompanied by a skin flaying north wind.
 
So not much to ask!
 
And as if to punish myself further for my insolence and ideas of grandeur, the idea of swimming in the Serpentine during the winter months seemed hell bent on lodging itself into my imagination.
 
This unsurmountable destination was, somewhere in my psyche, a place that I must venture in order to prove my valour and also a tangible testimony to the WHM proclamations of one’s ability to have a happy matrimony with the cold.
 
To cut a long story short regarding the provocative journey of cold shower virgin, whose inexperience meant I could initially only last five seconds with the shower door open for a hasty evac or my ensuing emotional and physical growing pains over the 10 weeks of the online course, the actually reason for this posts was to both to acknowledge and celebrate my final baptism of this initial part of the WHM.
 
So what is this thing that you join me here to rejoice at?
Well this weekend found me at the bank of the Serpentine in Hyde Park, donning only a pair of swimming shorts in an attempt to plough a furrow of victory through its aqueous acreage.
 
Now I have to admit something before we go on. I was not the only mad soul doing this.
 
In fact there where, as well as my friend Martin Pertus, who is a WHM instructor, about 40 other outdoor swimmers from the Hyde park club, both men and women and of all ages, some clearly veterans of many years’ experience with the cold.
And although I joke a bit here, with my exaggerations more sutted to Greek mythology, I know what I am doing is far from impossible or reserved for the select few.
 
I know there’s people, perhaps even myself prior to doing the WHM, who can or could, if push came to shove, simply thug it into the same freezing water I have been in so far without going through the WHM process and be fine.
But for me, this has been more than just getting from A to B, although that was the initial idea.
 
It’s been a considerable mental challenge and one that has highlighted perfectly, as a bi product, my vulnerabilities and fears and also exposed and drawn from my strengths, values and intrinsic drivers in order to allow me to keep going and succeed.
 
Like all of us I’m sure, after each successful attempt at getting into the water, whether it’s the cold shower, ice bath, rivers lakes, ponds or the sea, we feel great.
 
I often have a euphoric and satisfied feeling which always leaves me feeling totally content for the day.
 
However, also like most of us I’m sure, prior to actually getting in the water, especially at five in the morning, which was the case for me this Saturday in order to get to the Serpentine in time to swim, we do not always feel so enraptured at the idea regardless of how great it made us feel last time!
And that’s the comfort zone!
 
In fact, speaking to one of the swimmers at the park on the day, he interestingly said to me
 
‘I’ve been doing this for 30 years and I still feel anticipation before getting into the water at this time of year!’
 
Testimony in itself that doing extreme stuff never gets easier!
Not only this, but another realisation I had regarding the ‘comfort zone’ is that there’s no rush to bypass our own limitations. We just need to acknowledge what it is that holds us back and move towards it overcoming it.
 
To give an example of what I mean, on this particular day, the first swimming race of the year was held.
 
Due to the temperature it is only 55 metres distance, but that’s enough when the waters cold as it can sap your energy pretty quickly.
 
I thought to myself how great it would be if, for my final challenge that I didn’t only swim in the Serpentine but that I entered a race as well.
 
I got up deliberately early to give myself the option.
However when the races started, and despite being encouraged to just go for it by the other swimmers, due to the quick succession of the races, on the third and last race, despite momentarily going to take my tracksuit trousers off and go for it, I aborted the chance.
 
I was annoyed with myself because there where old ladies and new recruits all leaping in and going for it which added to my disappointment in myself.
 
My initial concern was that I would not have time to do my breathing prior to submerging and acclimatising myself in the water as I always do, prior to the whistle blowing.
I imagined myself leaping into the cold water, physiologically unprepared and floundering around gasping for air as I surfaced, unable to swim and looking like an absolute tit!
But this was something else I learnt, that there’s a difference between the comfort zone and the danger zone.
 
Anytime we feel unsure due to our safety it’s always best to steer on the side of caution because that way there’s always tomorrow, whereas if you don’t and you are wrong, perhaps there won’t be.
 
Now I appreciate I wouldn’t have died but sometimes we need to go slowly to go quickly.
 
And once the races where done and everyone had cleared off, I went ahead and test drove what I feared.
 
I didn’t do my breathing ritual and instead just got in the water and swam the race distance.
 
I had time to monitor my reactions and also my breathing as I swam and the effect the cold water had on me.
 
As is often the case, I realised I had made a fuss about nothing and could easily have done the race, but accepted my requirement for safety and caution which in more extreme situations is my an asset and one I should respect rather than sneer at.
 
I think we all have a sense that we are two different people.
I certainly do and I continually have to negotiate with those almost polar opposites sides of my personality.
 
One that is overly cautious and full of doubt and the other that is more of a reckless, spur of the moment, live for today, just fucking do it persona.
 
Both of whom couldn’t function alone.
 
The worried one wouldn’t leave the house and the bloody minded one could not operate day to day without upsetting everyone and either ending up dead, banged up or on the street!
 
But this is what I mean when I’ve previously compared the cold water as a wise mentor that helps reveal ourselves to ourselves, challenging us to expose our weaknesses and strengths and offering us ways to grow and to understand who we are at a base level with all the self-deceiving shit stripped back.
 
And it’s not just the 10 minutes in the water that we are getting the lessons, its in the time we are getting ourselves ready for each new challenge and also afterwards as we reflect and build on what we have learnt ready for the next taunt from our watery coach.
 
The water, the cold or so many other situations in nature teach us so much about ourselves.
 
It shows us our truth and the personal rules that we navigate our lives with, which, untested we obey obliviously, often at our detriment.
 
It shows us who we are, rather than who we wish, or worse, hoped we were.
 
But at the same time, it offers us the chance to be all we are capable of being.
 
Fear is where we cultivate and grow courage.
My final challenge wasn’t about swimming in the coldest water I’ve swam in this winter, although that would have been the cherry on the cake.
 
I couldn’t control that side of it.
 
But what it did prove which is very important to me is that regardless of how I felt, I would do what I said I would do.
 
And for me it highlights one of my other highest values, trust.
Trust to do what needs to be done because I said I would, even if at times I don’t trust myself.
 
 
Wim Hof – Final challenge
10 week final challenge to swim in the Serpentine in Hyde Park

Who said you couldn’t do it?

Our new dog was a bit nervous out and about in the countryside and on the beach and rocks when he first arrived.

But every time I take him out, I show him he can do more than he thinks. Then he goes and experiments and explores these new territories and capabilities, growing in confidence and skill each trip out.

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Now, it turns out, he climbs trees.

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Nurture nature….don’t try to tame it!

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Functional therapy

Doing things outside in the fresh air, that gets us active in some form, is proven do to wonders for both our physical and mental health.

Also finding something in these environments that stretches, pushes or scares us a little bit, can really help to compliment these pass times in terms of our personal well being.

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This does not mean we will have a personality lobotomy and live happily ever after, just because we walk round the park or drink in a few breaths of sea air.

And like everything, its not a one trick pony.

We need to continue to explore what makes us feel alive, that recharges and re energises our batteries, and then do more of it.

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Keep searching out new places and people that can help to maintain that sense of wonder, alignment and feeling of growth that comes from doing something that fits compliments and develops who we are at a core level.

Day to day life is not the edited version of a glossy magazine, sold to us through so many mediums now a days, and never will be I’m sorry to say, regardless of how many panacea work shops we attend.

But by doing some very basic things like those just mentioned, we can begin build a much better mental and physical base to take the brunt of day to day issues.

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Doing these few things can help create space that just gives us time to breath and reassess what may previously have seemed an inescapable situation.

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And on that note, I’m off to Tesco. That will take most of my stored Rock hopping quoter of grit, resilience and determination.😉

Be part of a bigger problem

turtleAs a Nation, viewing the hugely successful series the Blue Planet 2, left many of us at the end, acutely aware of the devastating effect plastic is having on our oceans and sea life.

It has been suggested that every year, around 8 million metric tons of plastic waste enters the ocean, where it can prove fatal to marine life.

This plastic not only pollutes the oceans, but it also contaminates and kills many of the creatures that live in and around it.

Whether its sea birds getting caught in plastic bags and drowning or ingesting plastic mistaking it for food, to whales and dolphins getting caught in fishing nets and dying, the massive variation of plastic waste in our seas is what some scientist say to be ‘the most significant welfare threat of human origin in the ocean’.

The good news is people have not only been made aware of these facts, but are actively doing something about it as a result.

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Its been very apparent to me visiting Pembrokeshire this time around that people are becoming much more individually proactive in helping resolve this issue, by actively picking up plastic waste that has been washed up on shore during their coastal walks along the beaches.

Now, I recognise in the great scheme of a global issue, it may appear a pointless exercise to pick up rubbish that tomorrow will be replaced with an equal, if not larger amount of plastic waste.

I for one was one of those who felt these coastal housekeepers where fighting a losing battle and wasting their time.

Because it’s easy to think of the sea as divided up into oceans, but really its one mass of water interconnected and what we do here in the UK effects all the oceans globally.

Likewise anything we can do to help combat this issue will also help globally rather than just locally.

And even if it doesn’t make a dent in the overall issue, it can certainly make a difference to the immediate wildlife and conservation of our local areas.

For someone like myself who loves being by the sea, I want to get involved with helping with this clear up project, however small and insignificant that may appear on the surface.

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I recognise that until we work as a collective it will be impossible to resolve the overall issue, but as an individual I’ve come to understand I can still stand for something that I believe is important and in the process make a difference to maybe some sea creatures that may otherwise have needlessly perished had I not picked up that bag or that fishing net.

And it doesn’t have to mean going out of our way or being a Eco martyr.

We can even combine the process with something we are doing anyway, whether that’s walking the dog or getting the kids out of the house.

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And it maybe we just collect one piece of rubbish up on a particular day, because that one piece may make the difference between the life and death of one of our ocean creatures.

And this can also serve as a symbiotic relationship.

Not just in the obvious environmental relationship, but one of a more personal nature.

Much of the mental health issues we see today like anxiety, depression, self confidence and self-esteem issues just to mention just a few, stems a lot from thinking about ourselves, what we have and what we do not have. What we are doing with our lives compared to others, or what we had and what we have lost.

We spend hours in self or therapeutic analysis looking at ourselves and where it all went wrong and what interventions or methods we can use to try and become someone we would rather be.

And much of it just seems to keep us stuck. Going round and round in circles jumping from one panacea to the next guru for a solution to being who we think we should, or rather be.

But sometimes the answer is out there and not with us.

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Sometimes we can find the solutions we have been searching for for years, not inside our heads, but out there helping to solve even bigger problems than who we believe we are – which at times seems all encompassing!

It may seem like avoidance and distraction therapy and counter intuitive but what many of us lack is a feeling of purpose, of growth and of contribution in our everyday lives that is often a route cause of so many mental health issues today.

And being part of a bigger problem doesn’t have to be an epic event, where we give up all our worldly belongings and join Green Peace.

We can start by just being part of a ‘micro bigger problem movement’!

For me for example, I decided to combine my normal beach combing and rock hoping antics, but this time, along the way I collected bits of plastic on route.

And it doesn’t have to be a chore.

Make it fun and personal to you. This is about personal development, not personal degradation!

On one trip, I came across a lobster pot with ropes and plastic netting trailing off it which served no end of entertainment for someone like me who loves a little physical and mental challenge.

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Just cutting it all free from the rocks was an operation, then man handling the surprisingly heavy weight of a lobster pot pull of netting and ropes over the rocks proved an interesting and logistical feat.

Then I used some of the rope to create a tow rope to drag my beach bounty up the beach like a weighted sledge.

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And the cherry on the cake……I later used the lobster pot as a grill which my dad and I spent some quality father and son time foraging, making fires and then cooking bacon and sausages on!

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Again I appreciate this is my idea of fun is not yours, but you get the idea.

And as the saying goes, one person’s rubbish is another one treasure.

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When I got to the area where the rubbish is deposited on one of my trips, I got talking to a couple of ladies about what I was doing and my excitement regarding my Lobster pot BBQ and the opportunity for upcycling this oceanic rubbish, meant it wasn’t long before I was cutting free a large fishing net down for them to use as a Hammock or alternatively a plant trellis for their new garden nursery.

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And funny enough it made me feel good, because it had all the ingredients I mentioned early – a personal purpose, a sense of growth and contribution to an area that is so important to me to preserve.

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We can all make a small difference to a pandemic issue and even have fun doing it.

(And if it all seems pointless read this little starfish story.)
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Maybe being part of a bigger problem could be the therapeutic intervention you are searching for, or maybe not, but for me these little excursion definitely prove to be environ-mentally friendly.

Patinaed reality

I recently acquired some old ‘patinaed’ (aka a bit rusty), industrial lamp shades which It is now my intention to sell.

However, because they are old, before I can advertise my wares at the market, I need to buy new light bulb holders and flexes to insure they are safe for installation.

So on Friday evening I double clicked myself on the information super highway to peruse for electrical wholesalers near to me who may stock the sort of fittings I am looking for.

There was several boutiques in the area, but only one was willing to trade on a Saturday, but as luck would have it their websites exhibited images of a nature that enticed me into believing that had what I needed.

I jotted their number down on my investigative journalist notepad in preparation for making further enquiries the next day.

The following day as I was just preparing to leave I fought with the inner voice of reason and common sense that says,’ before you go just give them a ring just in case they don’t really have what you want’.

Now, I often attempt the 5 D’s of dodgeball, which are – duck, dodge, dive, dip and dodge, when I pay witness to this  ‘guttural in house utterance’ because it has the traits of a neurotic health and safety officer who holds me back from getting my job done just so they can justify theirs.

However, due to the fact I had to visit the dentists in a few hours and time was therefore of the essence, I weighed up the risks and I succumbed to H&S regulations and called up the shop.

Having prepared the previous evening, I had managed to attain not just one, but two numbers, which initially I thought was good, because the first number failed to hail anyone to assist me in my quest. The second one did however, although the initial hoister of the receiver I realised, after several minutes of explaining my requirements was not the oracle of the shop. Eventually I did get to talk to someone who knew all about light fittings and assured me he had what I needed, but it would be better if I brought the whole light fitting just in case.

So I packed the light, got on my bike and set off.

When I got to there, I introduced myself as the guy who had spoken to them 20 minutes ago, to which I was greeted from behind the counter with blank looks. No such call had been made from me to this store.

‘Must have been our other store in Hampton.’ Was the reply.

And there, in that moment was the First lesson of the day – check what stores the numbers you are calling relate to, or check with the person who answers the phone where they actually are, in location to you!

After we had assessed this must be so, I showed the guy behind the counter my lamp shade and he showed me what they had available.

They had one fitting. And it was brass.

I wanted silver.

It had switches like the ones on a bed site lamps just below the bulb, which I also did not want.

Second lesson of the day – know what colour you want and what you don’t, when it comes to lamp holders etc. Having never had to buy these fitting before, this was only obvious to me after I’d been offered a brass fitting whilst I was holding a silver one! As the old adage goes ‘You don’t know what you don’t know’

Common sense is only common when you’ve see the same thing a lot of times!

The chap at the shop was very helpful and suggested I try another store in Hampton, which he even called up for me to enquire whether they stocked what I needed, which it seemed promising that they did. What they didn’t do however, was open after 1pm on a Saturday and I was going to the dentists at 12pm.

So far this morning wasn’t working out so well.

Everything I’ve mentioned so far seems, after the event – or simply reading this, to have been easily avoidable.

But that’s because after the event we can see ‘the now obvious’ problems and solutions. That’s hindsight for you.

But this morning, what seems like common sense wasn’t common to me and why I wasted my time cycling back and forth from Chessington with nothing to show for my time and effort.

As I left the shop I was understandable annoyed, having just experienced first hand, my mornings previous visionary gut feeling, that I initially dismissed as neurotic, played out in real time.

I shouldn’t have even left the house and I would still have got the same result.

In fact a better result. I could have sat around the house relaxing in the warm for the last hour or so.

However I’ve learnt to be quite stoic in these situations, and once I’ve had my little internal rant, I quickly turn it around by questioning ‘what’s good about this now?’

Not to be a permanently grinning, everything’s great, type of response –  when really that person is having a meltdown, but rather to in terms of finding a way to shift my perspective of the situation.

Because regardless of how I respond, the objective reality of what has happened and the outcome of that, will not change.

Happy or sad, I’m not getting any lamp holders today and I’m certainly not going to turn back time.

But I do have a choice how I emotionally interpret what has and will happen because of it.

I can stay pissed off, cycle home aggressively by winding myself up with self-flagellating self-talk and external blame for stupid shops that do not stock exactly what I want and those that close at 1pm instead of being open 24/7….I mean 1pm on a Saturday what sort of business are they running down there by not catering for my time frames!

……..Or I can accept what has and is happening right now and choose a better way to move into the future.

This is what I chose to see had happened –

  1. I’ve got some cardio done and also got out on the bike which I’ve wanted to do for a while, but haven’t done so and would not have done either – certainly not this morning.
  2. I learnt a few things today. For starters, I know now, each time I call a store, to check which store I’m actually talking to before traveling to it!
  3. I now know a bit more about old light fittings, but more importantly – (because let’s face it, I’m not going to be making a habit of restoring old lamps) – I now know to be more product specific when I am asking for, or looking for a product. Assuming ‘some of the features or descriptions are the same as mine therefore must mean it’s the right thing’ actually does not. Be specific by knowing exactly what you want or need.
  4. Lastly, it’s a kinaesthetic thing – a feeling – but I’m reminded when this sort of thing happens, that when I follow this protocol, that instead of staying in an angry and therefore reactive state, this way of enquiry, acts as a sort of release valve, which lets me think more clearly in terms of what to do next.
    At first I thought ‘Bollocks, now it’s going to be another week before I get anything done’ whereas after Id accepted what is and what I had learnt, my new product specific mind thought – ‘now I have a choice and if I want, I can now go online and buy these fittings because I now know what I need. (whereas before I clearly did not) (Personally I would rather see the products, but acceptance and perspective shift gives us ‘a choice’ rather than a feeling of ‘no choice’ and that we are Dooooooomed!

We often have a plan of how we think things will work out and often they do not. That’s life as they say.

How we think or feel about these times makes no difference to those facts. It changes nothing.

However how we interpret those facts and how we use them, does change the subjective way we interpret those facts and how we experience and handle those events.

It doesn’t mean we will feel better than we would have had it all worked out, but it does mean we don’t have to stay feeling as shitty for hours, weeks or years as we may have done in our often normal and human default mode when things go wrong.

Just like the old lamp shades I’ve been talking about selling, some may say are old and battered and should be thrown in the skip, others see them as patinaed, more authentic and currently consequently more valuable.

What might seem like crappy times now may just come to turn out to be patinaed times that could become more valuable to you that had everything turned out without a blemish.

Enviro-mobility

Don’t over complicate things.

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I often find as I move across the environment, it dictates how best I need to move, or I soon learn how not to!.

There’s loads of schools of thought and excellent training systems out there, but personally nature and the environment have always kept me terrain fit and flexible.

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At 44 years old and still leaping about, I think its testament enough to that philosophy

Take your time to feel what the environment wants you to do, rather than what you want to do, because you will loose. That’s enviro- mobility to me.

That’s a flow state,

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