Acceptance 3 – What does it mean to accept something?

Acceptance is easiest to define by saying what it is not. It's not giving up, or giving in. It's not settling or resigning yourself to anything.

Acceptance–the kind I'm talking about–is only about right now, this very moment–or at the very most, only about today. Acceptance has nothing to do with accepting anything at all forever, for tomorrow, or for the future. No one can foretell the future, so why would anyone ever accept anything “forever?” You can only accept stuff for now anyway, since unimaginable turns of events occur, and things often change when we do nothing at all. No one knows what the future holds.

To accept something for now means to take whatever or whoever it is in your life that seems to be causing you pain, and practice non-resistance. Don't resist it. Don't do anything about what has happened. Don't push it away, don't rebel against it. Don't scheme against it, don't analyze it, don't think about it at all if you can. Don't get upset about it, nor do anything about it except just let it be, whatever “it” is. Don't judge it, don't label it–right/wrong or good/bad, difficult, impossible, torturous, terrible. Just let it be what-it-is, as much as possible without any reaction at all, and stay in that space for a little while.

Acceptance is not about sitting and thinking about something. Acceptance isn't about imagining something, nor visualizing it. And it's certainly not about hearing yourself talk about it, or listening to your inner voice or inner voices talk at you about it, or about any of the bad stuff in your life (which would just make you even more unhappy.) Again, acceptance is not about thinking, talking, visualizing, or even feeling. It's about just knowing, being aware, but without all the added resistance.

To accept something–anything–that you don't like about your life, just know it “is,” know all about it, hold it lightly within–without pushing it away. Just be there, be here, with it, for awhile. Acceptance is staying with what you used to resist, staying with it just for now without running away, without avoiding or defending or escaping or flinching or squirming and without fighting back or fighting against anything about it (and/or all the feelings that might come up about it.) Or if the feelings do come up, stay with them, accept them, and be with them for awhile.

You'll find that your reactive feelings will come and go. Accept that. Thoughts may come and go, and images that you don't want, just accept that they keep coming up, and keep letting them go. Just stay quietly with all of your crazy-making stuff, and don't, just for now, do anything about it, nor do anything else. Sometimes acceptance feels hard and sometimes its easy, and sometimes it's scary and sometimes peaceful. Sometimes the hardest thing is slowing down long enough to be still with whatever is making you crazy, when what you want most is to do anything else but that.

What happens when you accept “what is” in the present about yourself, your life? When you stop for just long enough to accept “what is” and who you are–just for the moment, without all your crazy and mental and reactive and stressed and freaked-out non-accepting stuff attached to it?

Try it.

Next: Why should I accept something that's wrong or bad?

A smallc christian in a BigC Christian world….

I'm a smallc christian, in the sense of “That's very christian of you,” or “She certainly has a christian spirit.” I make a humble attempt to be like Christ…to be Christlike.

As a smallc christian, I have no beliefs about Jesus, no articles of faith, and certainly no magic words or deeds that insure me a place in heaven or on God's good side.

As a smallc christian, I think following Jesus's example and teachings is the main point of being christian. I think some BigC Christians miss the christian point, getting caught up in interpretations and arguments about who and what is right and wrong, what his life meant. As a smallc christian, I think Jesus was right, so I try to understand what he said and did.

Jesus taught people to love one another, to be kind and generous, to care for the poor and the sick and the needy–so as a smallc christian, I try to do these things. This smallc christian thinks Jesus would be pretty happy if we all just got along and treated each other the way we'd like to be treated.

Jesus prayed often, and so do I. Jesus encouraged his followers to ask, seek, and knock, and promised they would receive answers (this smallc christian always has.) Jesus lived his life for others, in peace and gentleness. Jesus was an itinerant rabbi, appreciative of church traditions and teachings. He suffered much violence and injustice in his life, but never added to it.

Smallc christians think Jesus saw himself as a teacher, not as God, or a saviour, or as head of a church. As a smallc christian, I see Jesus as God's beloved child–just as we all are.

I view the New Testament as a mixed record of varying reliability (like the Old Testament,) left by early writers touched by oral and written traditions of Jesus's life and teachings, and often touched by God. Smallc christians study Jesus' words and example as found in the Sermon on the Mount, the parables, the beatitudes, etc. I question interpretations of Jesus's life and meaning by early writers such as Paul, as well as later doctrines established by various other “authorities.” I try to open my God-given mind to freshly consider what the Bible might offer us in today's world. I enjoy reading biblical scholars and historians who seem equally open and far more knowledgeable in this field (David Kling, Jaroslav Pelikan, Marcus Borg, others.)

Smallc christians try to live by what Jesus declared were the two great commandments: love God, and love thy neighbor as thyself. I try to understand and follow God as completely and honestly as I can, and to love all God's children (that's everyone) just as if they were myself, and just as much as I love myself.

Jesus taught that we are all always forgivable and lovable and worthwhile, even though each of us will often fail, and none of us will ever be perfect in anything. So smallc christians try, like Jesus, to forgive ourselves and others.

Are smallc christians Christian? Who gets to decide?

Acceptance 2 – I want things to be different! How can acceptance change anything?

It may seem paradoxical that change can come most easily to those who first accept “what already is” about themselves, about others, and about life. Acceptance is a choice affecting “right now,” this moment. Acceptance does not imply long-term resignation, settling, giving up or giving in, or anything at all that implies “forever.” Acceptance is only about “what is,” just at this moment,  now, today. Acceptance is the step that allows you to move past present pain toward other meaningful activities.

Acceptance is the first step, and perhaps the most misunderstood step, toward making the changes you most want to see in your life. How does acceptance work, and how does it bring about change?

Everyone has unhappiness in life, and some have far more than others. But heartaches and challenges are a natural part of every life, for nature is sometimes cruel, and all human beings are born capable of extremes of both helpfulness and harmfulness.

In addition to life's unavoidable troubles, many people suffer far more than others from the additional problems caused by their own non-acceptance of, or resistance to, what happens in their life. When anyone fights back against the bad things that happen in his or her life, the fighting back itself often causes even greater unhappiness than the original problems did.

Terrible things happen all too often, and many people suffer unbelievably difficult setbacks, heartbreaks, injustice, and tragedy. But in addition to these tragedies, many people suffer additionally a great deal, from their own non-accepting mental, emotional, spiritual, and physical reactions to the sad conditions that naturally occur in every life. Too often, what people find hardest to endure, is not the badness that happens to them from “out there,” but their own unrelenting thoughts and feelings of resistance and struggle and anger about whatever it is that happened to them. This continual internal struggle alone can kill you. It can lead to depression, suicide, high blood pressure, depressed immune system functioning, and it can make you feel like a crazy person.

Another way to understand acceptance is to imagine yourself watching a movie starring yourself. In this movie, you-the-star magically has no negative reactions to any of the long series of bad stuff that happens to you. No matter how awful things get, you-the-star serenely and non-reactively float above everything, smiling an angelic unflappable smile through all of it.

Acceptance is something like that movie. In one sense, nothing is different about an accepting life, because unpleasant things still happen to you. But in another sense, everything changes, because all your reactions–all the reactive mental and emotional stuff you do between the time the bad things happen and the time you move on to other things–are now very different.

Life's unhappiness could be divided into two kinds: the kind of unhappiness that feels like it happens to you from “out there,” or outside you–like a car accident or being kicked in the face or losing a job or a child or a war. Then there's a second kind of unhappiness, all internal. All of this misery happens inside you–it's your inner reaction to all the difficult events and people in your life. This kind of unhappiness includes most of your feelings of sadness, anger, non-acceptance, and every other form of resistance to what-is and to what-has-happened and what-might-be.

Learning about acceptance–learning to skip as much of the reactive/resistant stuff and time, as much as possible, when something bad happens, and move on as quickly as possible to something else, something better–is a good way to begin to make the changes you want most in your life.

Learning acceptance provides an approach to breaking the often-harmful reactive habits that follow along after the many challenging events in our daily lives, the harmful reactions that often create their own set of worse problems. People who are accepting have learned to process the difficult occurrences in their lives differently–more effectively and happily. Instead of pushing away or fighting against the negativity in their lives, they have learned to first accept what is–the bad stuff–and thus to move more quickly from feeling bad and back into productivity again.

Again, remember, that it's not only the bad stuff that happens to you in your life that's making you miserable, although we all get plenty of pretty bad stuff–and some far more than others. A completely secondary source of misery is your own personal struggle against the bad stuff–to push it away, push it out of your mind, out of your heart, to stop it from causing you unrelenting pain. Or sometimes, the struggle to analyze it, change it, avenge it, hit back at it, and other forms of non-acceptance and resistance.

Sometimes, of course, some of these reactions can be useful and appropriate. But many times, resistance is not only futile but persistently damaging. Sometimes bad things happen to you to which you react/respond in ways that make you feel better or that resolve the situation positively.

But too often, too much of life is spent struggling to prevent more bad stuff from happening, or reacting resistantly and defensively to what has happened. To protect ourselves from more pain, we keep pushing the bad stuff away and try to keep it away–from our thoughts, our hearts, our lives.

Unfortunately, resistance/non-acceptance/pushing away rarely works. As a matter of fact, non-acceptance tends to make things worse. People who are often non-accepting of the bad stuff that happens in their lives don't spend very much time feeling good. Sometimes they're so busy they don't notice the good stuff.

No one is perfect. No one will ever be as good or perfect or whatever as they would like to be. Nor will anyone ever get all his/her relationships to work as well as they'd like them to, nor do their jobs as well as they wish they could. No one will ever stop making mistakes, and no one will ever be happy all the time.

On the other hand, what usually does happen, if we keep chipping away at goals we want to achieve, we usually move gradually, step by step, closer and closer to achieving them. But we can't take steps toward a new “present” until we've let the old one go by accepting it.

The first step to making your life work better and to being happier, is to learn how to stop pushing the bad stuff away, to learn to stop resisting it.

What happens when you let down your defenses and accept present pain? Most people think defenselessness would open the floodgates to more pain, but actually the reverse is generally true. When you accept the pain in your life, you can move past it and on to better things. When you resist it, you're stuck.

Acceptance, non-resistance, defenselessness–all these are different words for basically the same thing–and each is very different from what is meant by resigning yourself to something, giving in, giving up, or settling. These are long-term choices having to do with the future. Acceptance is about right now, not about the future. It is something you do right now, during the present moment, so that you can move on to something else, something different–maybe something that will improve a painful situation. Acceptance is about this moment, while resistance is a long-term struggle, and resignation and settling are about forever.

When you learn to accept “what is” in your life, accepting whatever happens just “as is,” you'll get something totally new: real life-without-the-anger, real life-without-the-guilt, real life-without-the-resistance, life as it is without all the stuff you add to it–like over-analysis and negative thinking and upset emotions and high blood pressure. You can do without most of that when you learn to practice acceptance.

What you'll get if you don't learn acceptance–if you choose to keep on resisting pain, pushing it away, and fighting what-is–is just more pain and struggle, with no end ever in sight, and no real-life-just-as-it-is-without-your-big-emotional-reaction-to it, to live in.

Next: What does it mean to accept something?

Acceptance 1 – Feeling angry? Critical? Sad?

Are your negative, critical, or angry thoughts upsetting you, leaving you feeling sad, depressed, irritated, frustrated, dispirited, unlovable, and separate from others? I felt the same way for a long time.

I hope to share on my epharmony website what I've learned about the subject of acceptance, using a question-and-answer format.

I believe that self-acceptance, acceptance of others, and acceptance of “what is” are important first steps toward making the changes we most want to see in ourselves, our relationships, and in the world.

I hope you'll read this series to explore and identify the things that bug you the most about yourself, others, your situation, and the world. Then you can decide what to accept, what to fix, and what to leave behind.

I'll talk about why and how present, “in the moment” acceptance is different from long-term settling, complacency, or resignation. Then I'll explain how acceptance can bring about the changes you most want to see in life.

I hope you'll find support here for creating a more peaceful present and a greatly changed future, through learning how to become more accepting and effective.

And finally, I hope you'll share your feedback, suggestions, and contributions with me!

Why Military Recruitment Is Down. It's Not The War, Stupid

Used to, you joined up, camped out in the woods some, got to shoot up ammo for a few years with your best buds, and then you went to college free. It's not like it used to be anymore. Pay's pretty good though, I gotta admit that. A lot better than I could get anywhere else around here, what with the economy and all. My wife and kids need it bad. I wonder if I'd be a better dad or worse, if I stayed here, poor.

They sure don't give you much money for dying, though. That sucks. You'd think they'd pay the poor jerks who actually sign up for war, you know, willing to die for their country? You'd think they'd get more for dying than all those office types who just happened to be hanging around the wrong place at the wrong time on 9/11. Or the fat-cat contractors in Iraq. All that's so typical. Never trust the government.

My recruiter keeps on pushing me though, keeps reminding me that America needs brave, patriotic men like me to protect and serve all our ideals and values and stuff. I like all that shit. That is me, for sure. I could use the workouts too, all this work is making me soft. I don't know about the adventure and traveling to foreign lands shit. But he keeps asking me if I want to protect my family, my way of life. You bet I do. There's some scary shit going on out there. My recruiter and I talk about all that stuff a lot.

But none of my friends think I should sign up. My wife? She's not sure. We could sure use the money. But everyone's scared shitless if I join up. Used to, moms and dads pushed their sons into war, but with the TV news and all, it's not like it used to be. Sure, they support the war and all, but…well, nowadays it's pretty confusing.

Everybody tells me I'll probably die, be cannon-fodder is what they call it. They say it's just a bunch of old farts in Washington who never went to war themselves throwing American kids at all their problems. Like they care, it's not their kids dying. My mom says if I don't die on this tour, I will on the next one, 'cause they're never gonna let me out, I'll have to stay in the army forever. Because even the president says the war on terror never ends.

So what if I do join up? How am I supposed to know what to do? What if they tell me to torture prisoners? Shoot someone? How am I supposed to know which Iraqi I hate so much I shoot him in the face, and which one I'm supposed to die for, you know, to give him freedom and everything? If I could make sense out of any of this constitutional law shit, I'd be a bigbucks lawyer for chrissake, not standing here with my thumb up my ass. How am I supposed to know from Geneva Conventions? I'm a black-and-white kinda guy. All this in-between shit? I can't even decide if we're really the guys in the white hats or not. I mean, after you get all rigged up in those soldier outfits like the movies? You sure look like you could stir up some terror.

And who's gonna look out for me when I screw up? Which I've been known to do. They sure saved the big brasses' asses in that Abu Graib thing, socked it right to the grunts. Hell, they should just say screw this citizen-soldier-all-volunteer army shit and hire mercenaries and soldiers-of-fortune. Those guys know what they're doing, and they don't care who they shoot.

And anyway, that's what all those hotshot Brits in tophats did on the history channel. With all that empire money flowing in from everywhere? I guess the Brits were all just too damned busy taking care of their mansions and screwing their servants and stuff to actually go out and fight. So they just started a foreign legion. That's what we should do if we wanna send our soldiers out to every goddam nowhere place on the planet and save them from democracy, or whatever the shit is we're doing.

And screw the damn politcos too. One day they say shoot the sonofabitch and the next day he's sleeping in the bunk next to you, 'cause some fast talkers in Washington negotiated some secret deal. Now won't that just make it easy to sleep at night when I'm…old, god forbid. Not knowing whether I killed the good guys or the bad guys? Not knowing, maybe, even…which one was I?

And what about my friend Jesus? I was taught to do the Ten Commandments, but thou shalt not kill is all fucked up these days, not to mention love thy neighbor. And what about my mom? How can I honor my mom when I go off gallivanting and get my ass shot off? It's just not worth going to hell, if I, like, kill the wrong one, you know, like by accident? Shit. Watching all the war movies made it look easier.

I'd sure volunteer to defend my homeland, but the army isn't allowed to do that job anymore. I don't get it, how that's someone else's department now. Jesus. What does the Department of Defense do with all that money if it can't defend the homeland? Maybe it's that freedom-and-democracy-for-everyone-else crap. I like all that shit, I'll admit it, but I don't wanna get my ass shot off for it. But it's nice, you know, for the A-rabs or whatever they are? At least, anyway, for the ones we don't blow away while we're tearing up the place looking for bad guys. Sure was glad to get that bastard Saddam, though. And I'll admit, I'd like to help out all those big-eyed gals in veils, you know, save them from the creeps who slap them around and shit? My recruiter talks a lot about that stuff. But I can't quite figure out how blowing away their fathers, husbands, sons, and brothers gets the job done. Maybe I need to think about it some more.

Maybe I need to think about all this stuff some more. Maybe I just don't love my country enough. Probably I'm a coward, not joining up like my dad did. I sure wish I'd had a chance to get to know him before he joined up, though. I heard he was a really good guy.

Well screw it. So I'm a coward. I'll join up when they bring their armies over here and start shooting at us. Or maybe…. Who knows, maybe if American soldiers stopped running around all over the world waving their guns and ordering people around, maybe the terrorists would just go home themselves and enjoy a moment of peace and quiet with their families. Maybe if we just stay home and mind our own business, maybe they will too. Just leave us alone, like, too. Live and let live.

I don't want to die. My old lady and me, she's…well, she's great. We got plans. I'm not the lucky type. Sure as shit I'd join up and they'd stick me someplace really bad and I'd get killed the first week. They do that. Or worse than killed. Tortured or beheaded and shit. Or come home with half my parts blown off. I've see those crippled vets hanging out in the street. They don't get shit. Never trust the govenment.

Maybe I won't die, though. Maybe I'll get lucky enough to spend half my life in some nasty foreign hellhole whose name I never even heard of 'til I got there. They don't even get NASCAR in some of those places I'll bet, and the beer's all foreign crap. What is it about fighting wars that everyone's already said we can't win? What's it all for? I've heard stuff about it's for cheap oil, but I can't believe anyone would start a war over that. Who would be stupid enough to die for oil? Fuck this shit, I'm outta here.

 

Be Free or Be Right In America. Choose One.

Like his vision-thing, Mr. Bush's freedom-thing is a hard thing to get right. Hardly anyone in America really wants to be free. Instead, we'd rather be right–about our religious and political beliefs, our versions of patriotism, and our lifestyles.

We want our rights-and-wrongs black and white, settled once and for all, and predictable, with no raggedy-edged uncertainties. We absolutely must be right about our versions of elemental things: the Pledge, the Flag, the Ten Commandments, the Constitution. We must know with finality–Are we or are we not the good guys in the white hats? Is our country and way of life the best, as we learned in elementary school? What about our god, our church, our religion, our form of government–they're the right ones, right? We did and do fight on the right side in every war, right? We are the land of the free and the home of the brave?

We'll slash campaign vehicle tires, print misleading election leaflets, make harrassing phone calls to election boards, slow down voting, spread rumors of infidelity, lie, cheat, and steal to elect our right guys. Anything goes, it seems, for the right to be right about America on election day.

Americans love freedom, but we'll trade freedom, to be right. Speak freely, we insist, say what you want, write what you please, research any area–except, of course, controversial ones that question our basic assumptions about ourselves, our leaders, and our foreign policy, about history, values, gender and racial differences, about Jesus and Jews and terrorism, about the war in Iraq, and whether or not we're all turning into fascists.

As long as we can be right, we'll leave our loved ones and travel around the world to shoot complete strangers in the face beside their families and homes in the lands of their ancestors. We'll rain bombs down from miles up, upon exotic civilian populations–as long as we're right. We'll imprison, maim, and torture, if it's necessary, if we're right.

But Americans cannot be right and free at the same time.

Living in a free country means being right is up for grabs. Living in a free country means giving other religious and political and social and economic systems the same respectful attitude and tone we want to hear toward our own. Living in a free country means not insisting, or even wishing, that everyone else think and act like we do. Living in a free country means winning elections with no dirty tricks, because when you win that way, you're no longer free. Living in a free country means listening to all other sides, and supporting their right to be heard. Living free means working to be educated inquirers, and not just to reinforce the stuff we already think we know. Living free means accepting complex humanity in all its messy and glorious diversity, not hating other Americans, or Jews, or Arabs, or liberals, or conservatives, or Christians, or atheists. Living free means holding to and speaking out about our beliefs, values, and allegiances, without insisting on being right about them.

The road to this American freedom-thing may be a long and hard one for everyone.