Life

Why success is simpler to achieve than you think

A turning point in my life came when I realized that success is not measured by external accomplishments.

Success is measured by my choices.

What did it matter that I was a top performer at work if I was still smoking cigarettes? If I was always stressed out? What was the point of knowing the ins and outs of my industry if I still didn’t know myself? 

We spend so much time thinking about what other people are thinking or doing. We worry about how things are going to turn out. We think we have to do everything right away. Then we wonder why we can’t get anything important done! We wonder why we feel stuck.

Marcus Aurelius said sanity means tying your well-being to your own actions. And being satisfied with even the smallest progress. Circumstances and people can obstruct your path, sure, but nothing can impede your will or disposition. Nothing can stop you from adapting, from using obstacles as fuel. “As a fire overwhelms what would have quenched a lamp,” Marcus said. “What’s thrown on top of the conflagration is absorbed, consumed by it—and makes it burn still higher.”

It was this realization—the realization that no one could hinder me, that no obstacle could keep me from taking the next most appropriate step in my life—that gave me clarity. I went back to school in my late twenties. No one could stop me from taking one class, and then the next. I got my degree in half the time. I quit smoking.

When I started focusing on my own actions, and taking it one step at a time, that’s when things changed.

Internal Focus = Freedom
In 1981, the young physicist Leonard Mlodinow accepted a postdoctoral fellowship at Caltech University. On his first day, the physics department chairman pulled Mlodinow into his office. “We have judged you to be the best of the best,” the chairman said to him. Because of this, Mlodinow could work on whatever he’d like. He could teach. Or not teach. He could design sailboats. It didn’t matter. Whatever he chose to work on, the chairman said, was bound to be important. Mlodinow was much less confident. He felt tremendous pressure. What should he do? What was important to him? String theory was popular, should he devote himself to that? He liked to write, should he be a writer? Frustrated, he sought advice from the famous Nobel Prize-winning physicist Richard Feynman, who worked down the hall. As the academic year progressed, Feynman offered Mlodinow advice and challenged his thinking. Still, he was lost. People were depending on him to do great things! And he had no idea where to start. After about a year of working alongside Feynman, Mlodinow began to understand why he had been having so much trouble finding a direction: his focus was external. “I had gone through college and into academia in a hurry,” he said, “wanting to rush ahead with my work, to prove to the world that I had been alive, and that it had mattered.” He had been stuck, he said, because he thought worthy goals were meant to “accomplish and impress”, and that he needed to be considered as “an important person, and a leader.” But Feynman’s example showed him a different way. Feynman “didn’t seek the leadership role. He didn’t gravitate to the sexy [popular] theories. For him, satisfaction in discovery was there even if what you discover was already known by others. It was there even if all you are doing is re-deriving someone else’s result your own way. . . . It was self-satisfaction. Feynman’s focus was internal, and his internal focus gave him freedom.” Mlodinow realized that he didn’t need to live up to other people’s expectations. He may not achieve the conventional or material success that his parents had wanted for him, but (and here we can imagine him smiling as he wrote), “at least with an internal focus, my happiness would be under my own control.”

What You Get is Gradual Transition
Author and comedian Mark Schiff recalled a conversation he’d had with an old rabbi. The rabbi had spent most of his life studying the Talmud for hours and hours each day. “What bothers me most,” the rabbi said, “is that with all the studying I’ve done, I feel like I’ve only dipped the tip of my pinky into the well.” And that’s what it feels like sometimes, doesn’t it? We put in years of hard work and it feels like we’re standing in place. But of course, this is an illusion. We are making progress—it’s just hard to see against the backdrop of our infinite potential. Schiff points out that no one reaches his or her full potential. Why? Because our potential is so vast! The rabbi concluded, “I’ll just have to be satisfied [that] I’ve done the best I could do.” And that’s all any of us can do. There’s no perfection, no ultimate becoming. There’s just a continuous journey. Donald Miller pointed out how some people become depressed when they realize this. Unlike the movies, there’s no one grand climax in the script of our lives. There are climaxes in the subscripts—milestones hit, goals achieved—but there’s no one climax. The human journey goes on. In Aaron Thier’s novel The World is a Narrow Bridge, the characters go on a cross-country trip. They cross the Mississippi River and enter the beautiful, magnificent American West. “And yet,” Ryan Holiday observes, “everything seems the same. The same trees, the same scenery, the same air.” The human journey goes on. As Thier writes, “You wait for the big moment, and what you get is gradual transition.”

Internal Focus. One step at a time. Gradual transition. That’s success.

Books Read

The Monster of Florence by Douglas Preston and Mario Spezi was wild…and disturbing. Basically, American journalist Douglas Preston and Italian journalist Mario Spezi decided to write a book about the never-identified serial killer who stalked and murdered young lovers between 1968 and 1985 in Florence, Italy. What makes the story even more unsettling is the web of corruption within the investigation—a web Preston and Spezi became caught in themselves.

-Each year, I reread Meditations by Marcus Aurelius, and I always find new takeaways. I ALWAYS feel lighter and happier afterward. The context of Meditations has been well-documented, but I’m compelled to reiterate it here because it’s the context that makes it so remarkable. Marcus Aurelius never intended for Meditations to be read by anyone—it was his private journal, full of admonishments, encouragements, and reminders he’d written to himself about how to live a good life, develop his character, and be of service to others. And here’s the thing: he was the most powerful man in the world. He could have done whatever he wanted! He could have indulged every desire and lived in comfort and luxury. Instead, his thoughts and actions were focused on doing the right thing and helping other people. He was the exception to the rule that “absolute power corrupts absolutely”. Named the last of the “Five Good Emperors”, Marcus Aurelius wrote Meditations 2,000 years ago, and it is still one of the most inspiring texts we have today on how to live a good, happy life.

-After reading The Consolations of Philosophy in May, I had been looking for more books by Alain de Botton. I searched his name on Amazon and found a book series he edits, The School of Life, and I bought and read How to Think More Effectively. I got so much from it. It’s made up of fifteen short chapters, each about a different way of thinking. I’m eager to go back through the book and notate the passages I marked and underlined. I also bought and look forward to reading The School of Life: An Emotional Education.

-From another book series I love, I bought and read How to Be a Stoic, a great little book with a few chapters from each of the 3 best books on Stoicism: Enchiridion, On the Shortness of Life, and Meditations.

-I bought The Splendid and the Vile: A Saga of Churchill, Family, and Defiance During the Blitz by Erik Larson over a year ago and finally got to reading it. And it’s as good as people say it is. The absolute best thing that I got from this book though was in the Sources and Acknowledgments section at the end. Larson tells us why he decided to add another book about Winston Churchill to the public collection, and how he made it different from all the rest.

How to spend your time wisely

Seneca pointed out how far people will go to protect their money and property, but when it comes to their most valuable asset, time, they give it away for the flimsiest reasons.

Of all the ways we waste time, he said, the worst is through neglect. When we procrastinate. When we do nothing. When we do something other than what we should.

It’s this last part—doing something other than what we should—that Seneca said the whole of life is lost. It’s taking the job with better pay instead of the one that gives us space to learn. It’s staying in an unhealthy relationship. It’s making an elaborate Instagram story instead of logging a few miles on the treadmill. It’s checking the easy thing off our to-do list instead of struggling with the important thing for its own sake.

Maybe we do this because we’re afraid of failing or making mistakes. But if our aim is to spend our time well, then failing or making mistakes, or not having something tangible to show for our efforts, is irrelevant. Doing what we should be doing, regardless of the outcome—that’s time spent wisely.

Mistakes are Proof of Life
When Charlie White was 102 years old, writer David Von Drehle moved next door to him. The two men talked, and Drehle, inspired by the energetic centenarian, decided to write a book about Charlie’s life. Over the next few years, they would meet regularly and Charlie would share with Drehle stories from his life, including financial mistakes he’d made. Once, after the war, Charlie was asked if he’d like to invest in a ski resort in Aspen, Colorado, which was a ghost town at the time. He scoffed at the idea. This turned out to be a mistake. Another time, he sold the 60 acres of land he owned outside of Kansas City for far less than it would be worth when the land became a hotspot for multi-million dollar homes. Again, a mistake. He made another mistake when he later sold his small farm—right before the land was bought up and became some of the most desirable real estate in the country. Drehle commented to Charlie about all the fortune he had missed out on. ‘You don’t know the half of it,’ was Charlie’s cheerful response. He then recounted the time he was offered to invest in Marion Labs, a small start-up operating out of the owner’s basement. He declined, and the company went on to be worth billions. Another mistake. “Yet Charlie,” Drehle writes, “seemed to derive as much delight from recalling these blunders as he did from remembering [his] triumphs.” Not only was Charlie not bitter or resentful, he was ebullient. He understood there was virtue in making mistakes, that they weren’t disappointments. They were irrefutable proof that he was living his life to the fullest.

How To Make a Memorable Story
In Donald Miller’s beautiful memoir, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years, he talks about growing up in Odessa, Texas, where the high school football team had won the state championship. Twenty years later, he was surprised that a movie would be coming out about the Odessa team. A movie about a small-town football team from twenty years ago? Miller thought there must be a story he hadn’t heard, so he went to see it on opening night. Friday Night Lights was about overcoming odds and incredible conflict. Like all good sports movies, it came down to the last play in the championship game. And Odessa…lost? Miller was confused. Hadn’t Odessa won? After some quick research, he realized they hadwon—the following year. Friday Night Lights was not a story about them winning; it was about them almost winning. But why tell a story about almost winning? An article online said it was because the year Odessa lost, they had tried harder. The story about the year they won was good, but the story about the year they lost was better because they had sacrificed more. Miller took comfort in this idea and decided it was a good guide to life. “It was necessary to win for the story to be great,” he reflected. “It wasn’t only necessary to sacrifice everything.” 

Books Read This Month

-Reading The Pocket Epicurean by John Sellars made me calmer and happier. Sellars says Epicurus’s “vision of the ideal human life focused not on satisfying one’s physical appetites but rather on reaching a state free of all mental suffering.” Epicurus spent his life teaching people what happiness looks like and why we shouldn’t fear death. Seriously, read this book. (If you want a deeper dive into Epicureanism, check out The Art of Happiness.)

Candide by Voltaire. Wow. This book is…wild. And deep. And short enough to breeze through in a few hours. Candide travels the world and eventually comes to the conclusion that happiness is found in tending to one’s own garden, and in doing one’s own work. 

On Writing and Failure by Stephen Marche has a message for aspiring writers: Writing mostly means failing. To keep showing up is the whole point.

-I really enjoyed The Wager: A Tale of Shipwreck, Mutiny, and Murder by David Grann. The action and twists made it read like a thriller. But it also serves as a reminder that despicable things can look benevolent. And to not believe everything you hear.

Endurance by Alfred Lansing is an EPIC, true story of survival. (I audibly gasped a few times while reading.) What I found especially striking was the men’s optimism after their ship was crushed by ice. For instance, a year into their ordeal, while stranded on a merciless, arctic island with little hope of surviving, one of the crew’s surgeons, Alexander Macklin, wrote in his journal, “A horrible existence, but yet we are pretty happy…”

-My aunt sent me Think Like a Horse by Grant Golliher, and it is one of the best books on leadership I’ve ever read. Grant writes about the lessons he’s learned from his years of training horses. Lessons on building trust, paying attention, patience, and setting boundaries. Great examples too of how he’s used these lessons to be a better parent. Be soft yet firm. Or as Theodore Roosevelt said, “Speak softly and carry a big stick; you will go far.”

-Minus the misogynistic essays, I found tons of great stuff in Essays and Aphorisms by Arthur Schopenhauer. He was a pessimist who said the world is a miserable place, full of suffering. But he also said that if we lived in a Utopia, if everything was perfect, people wouldn’t know what to do with themselves. Instead of hanging themselves from boredom, they would go out and kill one another, thus creating an even worse world than this one. He said this is why the current world, in all its imperfections, is better than any other. I found a similar message in Candide—that people would rather cause themselves or others harm than be bored. Blaise Pascal summarizes this idea in one of my favorite quotes: “All of humanity’s problems stem from man’s inability to sit quietly in a room alone.”

If we can’t be present now, we can’t be present later

This month, Courtney and I drove from Phoenix to San Diego for a bridal shower and mini vacation. The drive is ~5 hours and relatively easy, minus the winding mountain roads during the final stretch (at which point you can just let your California native wife take over, and close your eyes as she whips the car around 90-degree turns, at elevations of 4,000 feet, believing any consideration of physics and its laws to be an excuse used by slow, bad drivers).

As usual on road trips, I was counting down the minutes until our arrival, excited about everything we would do. But as I sat behind the wheel, cruise control on, an open road ahead, listening to one of my favorite books with my wife, I wondered why I was in such a hurry to get there.

It’s something I never thought much about, it’s just what you do—get there as fast as possible. When you’re a kid you whine, are we there yet? When you’re an adult you already know you’re not there yet and you won’t be there for another 256 miles. Traveling is the inconvenient part of vacationing, the part you muscle through to get to where you want to be. 

But as Interstate 8 stretched on, I thought about what a great time I was having. Why am I rushing through a beautiful drive with my best friend? So I can get to the hotel sooner? So we can check in and head to the beach? So we can sit and enjoy each other’s company and do essentially the same thing we are already doing?

I realized I was already having the time of my life! What I wanted wasn’t over there, it was right here, just waiting for me to notice.

It struck me how absurd it was to think I could be present at the beach when I couldn’t even be present in the car. It reminded me…

If We Can’t Live In This Moment, We Can’t Live In Any Moment
When Thich Nhat Hanh would have friends over for dinner, he had a routine of washing the dishes afterward before sitting down to drink tea with everyone. One evening, his friend Jim Forest asked if he may wash the dishes. Go ahead, Thich replied, just remember there are 2 ways to wash the dishes: “The first is to wash the dishes in order to have clean dishes and the second is to wash the dishes in order to wash the dishes.” If we’re washing the dishes to get to the tea, we aren’t really washing the dishes. The rest of Thich Nhat Hanh’s assertion is worth quoting in full:

“What’s more, we are not alive during the time we are washing the dishes. In fact, we are completely incapable of realizing the miracle of life while standing at the sink. If we can’t wash the dishes, then chances are we won’t be able to drink our tea either. While drinking the cup of tea, we will only be thinking of other things, barely aware of the cup in our hands. Thus we are sucked away into the future—and we are incapable of actually living one minute of life.”

You’re Exactly Where You’re Supposed to Be. Enjoy It
In Ethan Hawke’s beautiful book Rules for a Knight the protagonist, Sir Thomas Lemuel Hawke, recounts a time in his childhood when he went to see his grandfather to ask him for advice about how to live his life. His grandfather welcomed him warmly, happy to share his wisdom. The boy congratulated himself for coming, saying, “I knew I’d come to the right place.” His grandfather looked at him and said, “I’m glad you’ve come, Thomas. I’ve been hoping you’d show your face at my door for a long time, and I will happily accept you as my squire, if that’s what you want. But the first thing you must understand is that you need not have gone anywhere. You are always in the right place at exactly the right time, and you always have been.” He then paused and asked the boy, “Do you know why King Arthur’s knights could not see the mountain peak of Sea Fell?” Thomas said he did not. “Because,” his grandfather smiled, “that’s where they were standing.”

Books Read This Month

The Consolations of Philosophy by Alain De Botton is amazing. Each chapter comprises 2 things: a common, specific problem and a posthumous philosopher with the best solutions for it. From how Socrates dealt with unpopularity (and why it’s sometimes a good thing to be unpopular), to how Montaigne overcame his perceived inadequacies, it gives an abundance of excellent advice. It’s one of the best books I’ve read this year. I read You Are a Writer (So Start Acting Like One) and Real Artists Don’t Starve by Jeff Goins. I added both to my list of favorite books on writing and creativity, and both helped me understand that as much as art needs business, business needs art, and to not sell yourself short. I read Lord of the Flies by William Golding for the first time which was, of course, great. We listened to one of my favorite books, The Obstacle is the Way, by Ryan Holiday on our road trip. I read Ethan Hawke’s wonderful, philosophical gem Rules for a Knight and I loved it. I also read James Romm’s Dying Every Day, an awesome biography of Seneca during his time as an advisor to the unhinged Nero. It’s a great mix of drama, history, and philosophy.

What we don’t know

A man arrives at work one day and instead of walking through the main entrance, he goes around back. As another person enters through the back door, the man rushes to catch it before it can close and lock. Once inside, his coworker says to him, “The boss wants to see you.” Without looking up, the man mutters a barely audible, “Yeah, I want to see him too.” In the locker room, he sets down his gym bag—a bag far too large for just clothing—and pulls out a pistol and a handgun. He conceals both under his coat. Then, he goes to look for his boss.

Based on what you know so far, context would assist you if you had to predict what this man would do next. But, as Gavin de Becker points out in The Gift of Fear, (a super fun and engaging read, by the way!) just one small piece of information changes the context of this story: the man is a police officer. Your prediction would likely be different if he was a postal worker. 

The greatest enemy of perception—and therefore, accurate predictions—he says, is judgment. 

And it’s so easy to judge what we think we know. But a theme that keeps coming up in my reading is that we don’t know much of, well, anything.

What if we were more honest with ourselves and others about what we don’t know? If wisdom begins in humility, then it’s more than okay that we don’t know. In fact, it’s the best place to start…

Compassionate Assumption
People can frustrate us. And sometimes when they do, we make harmful judgments about them (the worst of those judgments being that they did something to us). My daughter is purposely trying to make my life miserable. The guy who cut me off is a jerk. My spouse is incapable of understanding why I’m upset. But what if, as Ryan Holiday said in last week’s Daily Stoic email, we fought to defend their side instead of attack it? What if, instead of working to produce evidence against someone, we worked to produce evidence for them? We could follow Seneca’s advice and play the role of public defender, and “plead the case of the absent defendant despite our own interests.” Maybe my daughter is acting out as a way of asking for help. Maybe that guy is having a bad day. Maybe I’m not communicating with enough love toward my spouse. Because we don’t ever really know what someone is going through, do we? Even the people closest to us struggle with things we’ll never know about, let alone comprehend. In any case, we can default to compassionate assumption. If nothing else, it will make us calmer and happier.

What If Five Senses Aren’t Enough?
The sixteenth-century writer and philosopher Montaigne was famous for his skepticism of knowledge. He worked for the court of inquiry and, when a civil case was too complex for a quick verdict by the judge, was tasked with summarizing the evidence for both sides, without passing judgment. Dubbed the king of uncertainty, he knew all evidence was error-prone, and therefore so were decisions based on it. Judges and lawyers were fallible too, and to be doubted. Even the laws themselves were to be questioned because they were made by humans. Perhaps it was this court work that made him skeptical of things, himself included. He vigorously investigated the nuanced, opposing impulses of his soul, but he never took himself too seriously. (He would laugh at his own contradictions and silliness.) Much of his writings end with phrases such as “though I don’t know,” which, Sarah Bakewell writes in How To Live, is pure Montaigne. Basically, he believed that all knowledge should be doubted because it resides in human beings. “We have formed a truth by the consultation and concurrence of our five senses,” he said, “but perhaps we needed the agreement of eight or ten senses, and their contribution, to perceive it certainly and in its essence.” 

Doubt As a Case For Faith
The philosopher Descartes said, “Everything I perceive clearly and distinctly cannot fail to be true.” But, as Montaigne would have pointed out, we can’t possibly know whether we are capable of seeing things clearly, let alone be sure that we do. I think about this a lot when it comes to religious faith. In David Brook’s wonderful book The Second Mountain, he points out that even the most religious people have regular doubts about their faith. Mother Theresa did. Brooks says he still does. But, he argues, faith is strengthened, not destroyed, by doubts. Montaigne likely would have agreed, as Sarah Bakewell writes that he “denied that humans could attain knowledge of religious truths except through faith. Montaigne may not have felt a great desire for faith, but he did feel a strong aversion to all human pretension—and the result was the same.”

Books Read This Month

I read The Road to Character by David Brooks and it was amazing. He tells the stories of people like Dorothy Day, George C. Marshall, A. Phillip Randolph, and Augustine, and the ongoing inner battles they fought to live a life of meaning and purpose. Reading their stories helped me to better understand what it means to live life to its fullest. I can’t recommend this book enough. I read and enjoyed Admiral James Stavridis’s To Risk It All: Nine Conflicts and the Crucible of Decision. He combines his 30-plus years of experience in the US Navy with 9 crucial moments in the Navy’s history, to help answer this question: How do great decision-makers make their decisions? And because it’s a collection of 9 different stories, the pages flew by. I also read a hidden gem I found in a used bookstore: an old copy of Ray Bradbury’s Zen in the Art of Writing, which I loved so much that I bought and read Fahrenheit 451 which was so good that I added it to my list of favorite books. (I’m sad to say it was my first reading of Fahrenheit; I was book-averse when it was assigned in high school.) I was surprised that it touched on so many of my favorite themes: slowing down, being still, dancing in the rain and taking walks and being present and doing things for no reason other than to do them. Just a great book. Finally, I read The Bed of Procrustes: Philosophical and Practical Aphorisms by Nassim Nicholas Taleb, and oh my gosh, I had so much fun reading it; I wrote exclamation marks on nearly every other page. It’s a book about what we don’t know and how we handle what we don’t know. And I found a lot of cool ideas to potentially use in my own writing.

The ability to choose is the ultimate freedom

In early January of this year, my parents’ 16-year-old cat, Quinn, passed away. Her final week had been gut-wrenching.

The day after she passed, I called my dad and cried on the phone to him. (I felt guilty about this—I should have been the one comforting him and my mom, not the other way around—but I couldn’t help it.) I can’t stop thinking about Quinn’s final week, I told him, and I can’t stop crying. My dad listened patiently as always. When he finally spoke, he said something that instantly calmed me, and has calmed me since. “Em,” he said, “you can’t do this to yourself. We had sixteen great years with Quinn. So we can think about the 1 week of sadness or the 16 years of happiness, you know? We can choose.”

The 1 week of sadness or the 16 years of happiness. We can choose

Principles or People
If we bend the rules for one person, we’ll have to bend the rules for everyone. That was the position of Gavin de Becker’s client, a mid-sized city that was in a dispute with a former employee. The city had offered the ex-employee, who was retiring due to a mental disability, $11,000. The ex-employee refused to accept the offer because it didn’t include an extra $400 he felt entitled to. The city refused to pay the $400 because it was not approved beforehand and would therefore violate the rule. An ongoing dispute began, and the city hired Gavin de Becker to mediate. He advised them to pay the $400 (they’d already spent more than that fighting it) because it was an inconsequential sum and obviously a matter of pride. One day, the ex-employee showed up without notice and demanded to speak to the administrator who’d made the decision not to pay him. The two argued; neither side would budge. The ex-employee then laid two .38 caliber bullets on the admin’s desk and walked out. De Becker also learned that the ex-employee had recently shown his therapist a gun while talking about the situation. “Right is right, and right always wins,” he said. Still, the city refused to pay. It was a matter of principle—if they bent the rules for this employee, they’d have to bend them for everyone, they said. But, de Becker pointed out, that’s just not true. They wouldn’t need to make concessions for everyone—they’d just need to make them for the mentally unstable man who’d placed two bullets on the administrator’s desk and showed a gun to his therapist. “I don’t expect the city will be paying out on that policy too often,” de Becker said. By ignoring these red flags, the city was choosing principles over people. They were choosing pride over safety. Wisely, the city finally took de Becker’s advice and chose to pay the $400. As Oliver Wendell Holmes said, “The young man knows the rules, but the old man knows the exceptions.”

Special or Happy
A highly-respected financier, who’d made her fortune on Wall Street, was beginning to feel as though her work skills were declining. She was in her mid-fifties and younger colleagues were becoming leery of her decisions. She wasn’t as sharp as she once was. Panicked, she reached out to social scientist and author Arthur Brooks. He asked her about her life and learned she was unhappy, had been for years. She “lived to work” and was constantly exhausted from the long hours she put in. Her marriage was in decline. Her relationships with her adult children were strained. And now she was terrified that her career skills were deteriorating. To Brooks, the solution to her unhappiness seemed obvious. He asked her why she hadn’t taken the time to revive her marriage, or repair her relationships with her kids, or cut back on work hours. “I knew that her grueling work effort had made her successful in the first place,” he said, “but when you figure out something has secondary consequences that are making you miserable, you find a way to fix it, right? You might love bread, but if you become gluten intolerant, you stop eating it because it makes you sick.” She thought about his question for a few moments, then looked at him and said flatly, “Maybe I would prefer to be special rather than happy.” Brooks was stunned. For a long while after, he mulled over what she had said. It reminded him of something, but he couldn’t put his finger on what. Then it hit him. Her reasoning—that she preferred being special over being happy—was not unlike the response given by a recovering drug addict when asked why he had continued to get high even though he was fully aware it was making him miserable. “I cared more about being high than being happy,” he had told Brooks. The financier, Brooks realized, was an addict, too. A work addict. Maybe I would prefer being special rather than happy. She was miserable because she was choosing her ego over herself.

Choiceless or Free
Dr. Edith Eva Eger, whom I’ve written about, is a Holocaust survivor turned world-renowned psychologist. We already have the key to happiness in our pocket, she says. The key is knowing that, in every situation, we have a choice. Sent to Auschwitz at the age of sixteen, she writes candidly about the horrors of her imprisonment. “But even then,” she says, “in my prison, in hell, I could choose what I held in my mind. I could choose whether to walk into the electrified barbed wire, to refuse to leave my bed, or I could choose to struggle and live.” This is the same message in psychiatrist and Holocaust survivor Viktor Frankl’s classic book Man’s Search for Meaning. Rabbi and author Harold S. Kushner summarizes what he believes is Frankl’s most enduring message:

Forces beyond your control can take away everything you possess except one thing, your freedom to choose how you respond to the situation. You cannot control what happens to you in life, but you can always control what you will feel and do about what happens to you…Frankl would have argued that we are never left with nothing as long as we retain the freedom to choose how we will respond.

If the Stoics had to boil down their philosophy to just one idea, it would probably be the same as Eger’s and Frankl’s: we don’t control what happens, we only control how we respond to what happens. Our ability to choose our responses, the Stoics said, is what allows us to emulate the divine. No one has the power to take this ability from us. (“No thefts of free will reported!” Epictetus once joked.) And we can access it at any time, if we choose to.

P.S.
My parents have since adopted Piper, who’s now best friends with their dog, Minna.

Books Read This Month

It’s been more than 10 years since I’ve read a Malcolm Gladwell book, and I forgot how much I enjoy his storytelling. One of the things I took from Talking To Strangers: What We Should Know about the People We Don’t Know is how bad we are at reading people and how the flimsiest evidence often skews our judgments. For instance, people who didn’t know Hitler personally knew him better than people who had spoken with him for hours. I also read his excellent book The Bomber Mafia which highlights the complexity of morality, especially in war. I read and loved Thich Nhat Hanh’s The Miracle of Mindfulness, and Winston Churchill’s Painting As a Pastime. Finally, I read Robert Kolker’s Hidden Valley Road, a nonfiction medical mystery about the Galvins, an all-American family with 12 children—2 girls and 10 boys. And 6 of the 10 boys were diagnosed with schizophrenia. Though sad, it’s also a beautiful story of love and family.Your Attractive Heading

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