I’m
tired about 3% of the time. And from years of teaching and
counseling I recognize that by tired I mean sad or depressed. Not a heavy blanket of deep ennui but a film,
a mild sadness at a host of things. I’ve
noticed this in the past couple of years in relationship to my work, to the
people I work with and to the outcomes from that work. For quite a few years I worked with MSM
around relationships, sexuality, identity, and personal advancement. Now unfortunately there are issues,
institutional systems, that affect MSM and pointedly people of color but
ultimately, all people. The agencies I worked for are somewhere
between handcuffed and willingly bonded to focusing on HIV funding,
exclusively. Yet a lot of the
issues---lack of education, unemployment, poverty, health related issues,
psychological health issues and dealing with the social construct (the delusion)
of race.
It can
be tiring to experience these issues and it can also be exhausting to
experience them as a facilitator/guide/teacher trying to get people to move
along to the next level, whatever that might be for the individual. That’s where I come from, I want advancement
for everyone without barriers. I think
such simply that more fulfilled people would be happier and happier people
would create a happier society. Yet I’ve
had the work experience for years (totaling thousands of men) to see that MSM,
particularly of color, are unhappy. And that
unhappiness leads to destructive behavior, such as Barebacking, drug addiction,
impoverishment, because we all want to feel better, however we define “happiness”. I watch so many good men, along a continuum
of reasonably intelligent to brilliant, constantly absorbing the concept of
oppression in their words, their actions and the, outcomes. I often listen to MSM talking about the
conspiracies of what they can and cannot do; what the unexperienced world is
like; attributing the actions of one (or a dozen) men to ALL men. God, what I’ve heard about ALL men when a few
men have hurt the feelings of an MSM. They
never consider that the Good Man that they pine for is often sitting (or
online, viewing) their rant and upset about, dismissing them as the men to
avoid. But because Good Men get to “goodness”
by learning to avoid these upset men so the upset men never get the feedback of
what isn’t working. The upset men then
get left to only experience Not Good Men because they’ve given off the
plague-smell. No one in their right mind
wants to take a chance (or being trapped on a date, much less in a
relationship) on this upset man.
I
started The Kyle Phoenix Show online and cable TV to translate my workshops
that I’d done with thousands of men (hopefully helping some of them) because I
wanted to heal their upset. My workshops
tend to fall into two major demographics: upset men and Good Men (which I went
on and titled a book Good Men for Men) and helping them to navigate their
lives, wants, desires and such, I’ll say pointedly, without the lessons that
women directly and intimately teach men about relationships. (More of that in my forthcoming book He Is
Not You.)
Personally
though when people wonder why I’m a bit of an introvert or sporadically attend
parties and events or send missives and cards but not show up all the time it’s
because of the fact that I’m pretty happy.
Like 97% of the time unless I see something pointedly sad, I’m pretty
much having a red and gold balloon party in my head. That other 3%, which I believe is natural and
levels of empathetic feelings and wistful memories, is rarely hardcore
unhappy. Like when I eat, I tear up. No, really.
Last night I wanted a small meal and not to cook so I stopped at 7-11
and bought a burrito and put some of the free salsa on it, got home about 10
minutes later and began chomping down on it and my eyes welled with tears. It was just the right level of warm (I’m not
big on very hot food), it was shockingly spicy, it was soft, I could taste the
beef and it struck me as a good thing.
Earlier I’d had a big twelve ingredient salad and that too made me tear
up. There’s a deep gratitude and
pleasure in food for me. Ironically I
don’t eat emotionally, by that I mean if I feel distressed (rarely) or upset, I
don’t reach for food as a salve. I just
like food. It doesn’t exactly make me
happy as it supports my happiness with a gratitude at being a chewing, tasting
human.
Here in
NYC, on the trains, in the streets, particularly in Manhattan, I see various
people in levels of distress, pain, homelessness and I make it a point to look
at them full on, whether I’m going to give money or not. Because I believe people should be seen. IF you’re ever with me, and someone
approaches asking, depending on a variety of reasons and observations (I’m
somewhere between Detective Columbo and Dr. Cal Lightman of Lie to Me in reading people), I might
tell them “No, thank you.” Particularly
if they speak to me/ask for money.
Because I believe that person is still a human being who should be eye
to eye acknowledged, even if it’s a no and treated with courtesy. At the same time I believe that I have the
self-human right to say yes or no to that which is presented to me to
participate in or with. “No, thank you
(I don’t want to participate in your energy.
Why? Because I have the intrinsic
right to decide the yeses and noes for this body and its’ resources.)”
But I
also pray for people. Sometimes the
prayer is thanks when I see people who’ve had some hand---drugs, alcohol---in
their bad circumstances---“But for the Grace of God go I. Thank you, God for my being this way instead
of that way.” Other times it’s “Thank
you, God for giving me the resources I have that I’m not in that situation and
the reasoning capability to keep myself form that situation.” Then there’s: “Thank you, God for not putting
me through that right there.” (Sometimes
that’s someone with a handicap or an affliction---it can get a little Lord of the Rings make-up cast truck in
the NYC subway system. Years ago, at
least 10, Richard Gere on The Oprah Winfrey Show talked about a prayer taught
to him by the Dali Lama that I’ve practiced regularly since, when looking at
someone, anyone thinking to one’s self: “The Light of God within me, salutes
and blesses the light of God within you.”
If you’ve
read my blogs or books you know there’s been death, disappointment, abuse,
pain, drama, foolishness, madness, racism, imprisonment, betrayal and bad
customer service in my life so far. I
expect there will be more…because that’s life.
But when people are ragging on about the world, about the Them who are destroying
every little corner of possible hope and happiness (yet amazingly people can
recognize this vast conspiracy yet kind of standstill for the rape, I notice),
I notice the lack of gratitude, generosity, and a new thing I learned, but had
been practicing form the book The Presence, suspension.
I often
suspend myself with you, others, the world.
Like I’m not a big political person (no, I haven’t watched any of the debates;
mainly because I see it all as theater.
Grand theater. Political
theater. But theater all the same.) I
think it’s more important that I go somewhere and teach a class to immigrants
or people in poverty or to geniuses in the evenings. Or that I volunteer to feed people or cook
for a few hours for them. But I decided
to listen/watch Dr. Ben Carson (I’d seen the biographical movie on him a few
years back) on Charlie Rose. I like Charlie
Rose (and Tavis Smiley) but I don’t watch TV (I own a giant flat screen but use
it for expanding my pc/laptop monitor capacity so I can type without contacts
or glasses on) so I watched his interview on Hulu. There were things I agreed with and disagreed
with. Then I watched Peter Travers
interview Michael Moore on his show Popcorn.
Then I watched him interview George Miller (the first movie I’d seen in
theaters in almost two years was Mad Max: Fury Road, so I was interested in the
director. I didn’t know he used to be a
medical director and had directed all the Mad Max films, Happy Feet and the Babe
pictures! I saw Happy Feet in the
theater as an animated lark and went out and bought the Earth, Wind and Fire collection
right afterwards because of wanting their music after seeing the film.)
I
thought of Dr. Carson and where he was at within the context of Clare Graves /
Don Edward Beck’s Spiral Dynamics theory (whom I discovered through Dr. Ken
Wilber’s Theory of Everything book) and then I thought about the Future Files by
Friedman paralleling some of Carson’s thinking on foreign policy. Then I
watched Shonda Rhimes on Charlie Rose.
While eating
my lunch, fried chicken from Popeye’s (I try to limit it to once a month
because my family are the not only the poster children but the graphic
designers and delivery team for heart disease) and writing this piece up. Yes, I’ve meandered through things that make
me happy and unhappy and no, I haven’t given you any magic serum for happiness
because the truth is: it’s a choice. You
either choose to be happy, to be optimistic, to think well of people (even the
shitty, dumb acting ones) and to wish ugly, mean people well and to accept
attitudes (I have a customer service feedback rant in me ready to spring
out---but I’m going to channel it into a vocational book) and the literal
unfairness of life. Because only
children (and the juvenile minded) expect fairness from the universe---ask
nature, beautifully embodied in the lion and the gazelle about the fairness of
slaughter vs. starvation---and you’ll discover the truth. Happiness does not feel like a party all the time. Just 97% of the time. The rest, you’re a little saddened by
stuff. But grateful to have had the experience
because you know it could be worse or is worse for others.
Enjoy!!!
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Just 3% of the time? That's great!!
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DeleteYou're a remarkable young Man Kyle! The Spirit of the late Film maker Marlon Riggs is dancing in Heaven, that such a stunning, introspective and empathetic young Gay and this old queer "Cracker" will say it, "of color", has come of age!!!!!!!!!!!
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