There's a whole host of problems that, if unnoticed, do not hurt.
As soon as you become aware of them, you start to hurt.
Therein lies a problem.
The human mind seems to be pretty bad at going all the way back to root causes.
We focus on the proximate cause of problems.
Our awareness expands and gets greater; it hurts; our minds wants to shut down the awareness.
This is a constant struggle. You must stare problems in the face until your blood goes cold and you can deal with them objectively.
It's hard to do.
The awareness isn't what hurts. The hurt was always there. You're just aware of it now.
Don't fight the awareness. Fight the root problems. =
"The awareness isn't what hurts. The hurt was always there. You're just aware of it now." - this is terrible knowledge. Terrible in the sense of being serious, fearful and alarming. Awareness can add to your burden in life. A feeling that life does not get easier, only harder the more you know and the more things you have to consider.
Was this the origin of the phrase 'Ignorance is bliss'?
After some thought it seems to me that there IS hope, however. Even though life feels like it is getting increasingly hard there is the hope - the promise - that just as the body adapts and gets stronger by lifting heavier weights and the heart does not strain as much as it did when you first started running, so our spirit adapts to awareness and becomes increasingly able to make hard choices.
It naturally takes time to gain that spiritual strength to take on increasing awareness, but the hope is there.
It’s definitely a struggle, especially when through greater awareness you challenge the ego.
I read this post this morning. An event (career related) happened later in the day that made some things brutally obvious. Hyper awareness.
(Came across your blog and work recently, and really enjoy reading it.Half way through Ikigai.)
I saw the article "Memoirs of a Bullied Kid" on the site Single Dad Laughing. It's written by a guy named Dan Pearce, and he seems like a hell of a guy. He's talking about raising his son, about accepting yourself, dealing with conflict, things like that. Pretty inspirational and good stuff.
The Memoirs of a Bullied Kid article must've taken a lot of guts to write, and I massively respect that. That said, I disagree with his conclusion on how to deal with violent bullies. So I want to send some praise and respect in his direction, but also some significant disagreement.
I originally wrote this as a comment for Hacker News, but it came out to about a normal post's length. Tone is more discussion site level than blog post level, but you'll get the gist of it -
"Son, as soon as someone puts their hands on you..."
This comment will be controversial, especially for North Americans and Western Europeans. I ask you to read it and think about it a moment before reacting, and comment if you disagree. I believe what I'm about to say is true, and I'm not trying to get a rise out of people - I want to fix some problems with society.
There are two kinds of fear: good fear and bad fear.
Good fear is when the hairs stand up on the back of your neck. The kind of fear that tells you to cross the street for "some strange reason." The kind of fear that gives you superhuman strength in dealing with sudden danger. The kind of fear that immediately threatens your physical survival and that prepares you for dealing in the short term.
That’s the good kind. It’s rooted in our animal instinct of pure and absolute protection of ourself and our clan. Good fear that we only want to experience a few times in life if possible.
Then there’s bad fear. The fear that creates the same kind of physical sensation you get from good fear: increased heart rate. Blood flow to the extremities. Rapid short breath. Bad fear is rooted in all the “What if blahblahblah happens?” What if? What if? What if? Bad fear keeps us on the treadmill of mediocrity. Bad fear keeps blood out of the brain, where we need it the most in order to make effective decisions.