Positivity is a learned skill, but it has become my new default.
It takes a lot of energy to be positive.
Often tools are required to be optimistic in situations not ideal.
Part of my pursuit of removing pretentiousness and bloat from my own writing. Sometimes simple messages are best told simply.
“Positivity By Force”
Volume 2, Number 3
I am an optimist, but I was not born one. I am positive by default, but it is a learned skill. I do it because I feel it increases the quality of life of myself and those around me. The funny thing about positivity — it doesn’t come as easily as negativity. Like how it takes more effort to smile than to frown, it seems reasonable to set my default state of being to within a standard deviation of neutral. The day determines if I fall to the left or right of that baseline — a slight push towards negative or positive is determined by the weather, the daily commute, or the current level of caffeine consumption. That type of life does not work for me, however. I want to be more than the sum of my reactions.
There seems to be an interesting connection between forming our first memories and forgetting each day as an adult.
As we grow up, we lose our wonderment towards everyday life.
Avoid deriving a sense of purpose from life’s big accomplishments.
Minor trigger advisory: this piece makes a few sporadic references to faith. As we’ve made clear in the past, we have no desire to push those on other people.
“Pedestrians of Our Own Lives”
Volume 2, Number 2
Back in school, I remember having a friend who insisted that he could remember being born. He was the competitive sort, especially when it came to one-upping others in experiences and smarts, so despite my pension for giving people the benefit of the doubt, I am still skeptical. He is not the only one, though; a subset of the human population also believes they possess memories prior to birth. Sentience, without so much as glimpse beyond the barrier of protection that is the womb? That’s hard for me to believe. The passage of time, that sudden stream of memories flooding our brain, and our very own purpose — our first great awakening — it all comes together in a funny way I cannot fully comprehend.
There is a concerning obsession for pessimism in world slowly improving.
While not blind to the problems of the world, I strongly desire to make the world better.
Many Normal Happenings features this year will be thematically optimistic.
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“What a Pessimistically Optimistic World We Weave”
volume 2, number 1
Do you remember back in December 2012, when the world was at least in part convinced themselves that the world was just going to end? That, even after all of the little story arcs in all of our lives, Earth was simply going to blink out of existence. Books and documentaries of both prophetic doomsday and analytical reassurance rivaled each other on the shelves of their media marketplaces. The whole pandemonium seemed a bit childish, especially six years removed from the calamity of never.