Thank you, Nas. It is good to know that someone else appreciates the quote.
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My update of sorts before the population in our home increases dramatically for the holiday season and life becomes busier than usual.
Our children will be coming home for a while. Funny how they still say they are coming ‘home’ after all these years of independent living. I suspect home cooking is one of the reasons for it — they have strongly hinted at what specific home-cooked yummies they would like to eat. Disclaimer: H and I a very average cooks.
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H and I are living a peaceful and joyful life.
It is intentional but un-choreographed. I would say it is really about our attitude, rather than an endeavour to live in a specific way. We finally seem to grasp what ‘Just Live’ is really about. The days of over-analyzing, obsessing and ruminating over the events of the past, and sweating over the small stuff seem to be far behind us. (I hope so.) Perhaps the U-curve of happiness is playing out in real life.
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While chatting with H about the incredible rise of AI use and the pros and cons of it, the topic of ‘information’ came up. After all, the whole world is awash with information. It caters to every ‘I-need-an-answer.’ You eventually collect a big sackful of information you like or agree with, and not always because they are proven to be true beyond doubt. Cognitive biases can often rule the day.
H and I agreed wholeheartedly that to have cognitive biases is to be human but recognizing that human trait could bring more rational and balanced approach to how you see and assess many happenings in our personal lives, ideas, theories, opinions, etc.
As an aside but related to the ‘information’ topic, it is my observation that some of the information a person collects during his/her tough situations, such as relationship upheavals, may be very useful as ‘copium’ (rationalization of one’s current situation) but it can turn into ‘hopium’ (irrational optimism or false hope) if one lets ‘copium’ run wild.
I did cross into the realm of ‘hopium’ for a period of time after BD. I perhaps lingered in that phase a tad too long. However, I do not beat myself up about that because I learned the hard lesson of what damages ‘hopium’ can do to my ability to see reality and to my emotional health.
For me personally, practicing detachment, while keeping in my heart my undiminished love for H, was a necessary and effective treatment for my ‘hopium addiction.’ Also, detachment was an act of love and self care toward myself.
OK, the end of philosophizing.
It is a sample of one. That’s a piece of information I see as important.
Here is my sincere Christmas wish to you — May peace rule your hearts.
(((((HUGS)))))