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Thursday, May 28, 2009

What is Happiness?

A friend sent me this article from the NYT after we'd had a similar discussion. He meditates a lot, and we discussed if that leads to greater happiness and good in the world. He said meditation enabled him to deal with the problems and discomforts of daily life with more ease. I believe that. Now I just need to put that belief into action.

Here is the article (not sure how long it will be up so I will excerpt a bit)

Happy Like God

What is happiness? How does one get a grip on this most elusive, intractable and perhaps unanswerable of questions?

I teach philosophy for a living, so let me begin with a philosophical answer. For the philosophers of Antiquity, notably Aristotle, it was assumed that the goal of the philosophical life — the good life, moreover — was happiness and that the latter could be defined as the bios theoretikos, the solitary life of contemplation. Today, few people would seem to subscribe to this view. Our lives are filled with the endless distractions of cell phones, car alarms, commuter woes and the traffic in Bangalore. The rhythm of modern life is punctuated by beeps, bleeps and a generalized attention deficit disorder.

But is the idea of happiness as an experience of contemplation really so ridiculous? Might there not be something in it? I am reminded of the following extraordinary passage from Rousseau’s final book and his third (count them — he still beats Obama 3-to-2) autobiography, “Reveries of a Solitary Walker”:

If there is a state where the soul can find a resting-place secure enough to establish itself and concentrate its entire being there, with no need to remember the past or reach into the future, where time is nothing to it, where the present runs on indefinitely but this duration goes unnoticed, with no sign of the passing of time, and no other feeling of deprivation or enjoyment, pleasure or pain, desire or fear than the simple feeling of existence, a feeling that fills our soul entirely, as long as this state lasts, we can call ourselves happy, not with a poor, incomplete and relative happiness such as we find in the pleasures of life, but with a sufficient, complete and perfect happiness which leaves no emptiness to be filled in the soul. (emphases mine)

This is as close to a description of happiness as I can imagine.

Friday, May 15, 2009


One of my new Venice images which will be exhibited at Mars Gallery in Chicago in June. For more info go to my website news.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009


I took this image of my hairdresser's scissors. I just loved the teeth on them.

Saturday, May 09, 2009

Ireland



We went to Ireland for a week in between packing and moving to California. It was so beautiful and just like what you would expect - green fields, cows and ponies, and pubs galore all painted pretty colors.

We stopped at this hippy cafe with a caravan and trampoline out back on the way to Dingle (I did bounce on their trampoline) and they told us we had to stop at Inch Beach. It was a beautiful large expanse of sand and mountains and I took this photo. (Hint: if you click on the image, you'll see a larger version of it)