Pandemic fear, the unknown…tools to get you through!

Nature is throwing up fresh challenges for humankind to conquer, contain, or adapt to.  We are all collectively trying to wrap our heads around what actually is going on as governments try to keep people clam (to varying degrees of success) and doctors, researchers, and scientists try to make sense of the available data.  After having lived decades with questions answered with near immediacy, this uncertainty is palpable and dangerous, just like the virus that has caused it.

Though not in many of our lifetimes, we as humankind have been here before.  We have been here with less ability, less tools, less civility and we are still here.  There were losses then.  There will be losses now.  Death is the unfortunate consequence of life and I worry that we have been so successfully at keeping the reaper away, that we have forgotten that inevitability.  We will push back the scythe again, but loved ones will fall before we do.  This is the cold reality of life in which we live, but it is not the only truth. 

Death is just the backdrop to life.  As humankind, we can only process so much information at a time.  If we are shown something amazing consistently it loses its ability to amaze.  The delightful and wondrous can quickly slip into the background as we use our limited processing power to worry about future risks.  Death can keep us honest.  Spring flowers are not permanent.  Few would argue that a tulip is tedious and boring, its the harbinger of life and growth.  A tulips bloom is temporary, like us all.  It is magical, like us all.  It’s very existence is wondrous, just like the chances to you being born is 1 to 400 trillion or more.  If it was here forever we would forget about it and let it collect dust.  We would be distracted by work emails, popularity contests, and fear of unknowable futures.  Just like a tulip, human life is beautiful, wondrous, mysterious, improbable, fragile…and temporary.

Knowing that something is temporary forces it to the front of our collective minds.  It becomes important because our engagement with it is limited by time.  Time is the only commodity that we all collectively own.   Life forces us to be aware of time but we often try to ignore it.  Mothers know time best.  They carry new life for 9 months, a massive investment of time that is full of unbelievable risk, and deliver a helpless baby.  Then as the mini human grows, it will require at least 18 years of time invested before it can stumble off on it’s own…its not an inexpensive investment, yet people do it every day.  Parents know what time is worth.  So do those who are running out of time, the elderly and the ill.  Time isn’t a construct of governments like currency, it is a biological and cosmic commodity.  As we are all temporary beings, our store of time currency is limited and finite.  We should be sure to spend it wisely.  

How should we as humans spend our time?  This isn’t a new question.  Humanity has been trying to figure this one out as soon as survival wasn’t the full focus of our time.  Ancient humanity had to live in the present or fail.  As we became more comfortable and safe, we collectively began to tell our stories about how we spent our time.  The value of those stories was that it allowed others to learn from our spent time and keep their time in reserve.  The storyteller and teacher save us from having to spend time to learn something on our own.  The past is an unchangeable record, a ledger book, of how our time was spent and what was learned.  Now we at last knew where the time went and if we spent it well!  Along side this development of history, humans started to see patterns in the world around them.  These patterns were important and let us prepare for what was coming.  The movement of stars/planets and the migration of animals let us understand that winter was coming and we should be ready.  We could now see the future to a certain respect.  We could plan how time should be spent. 

As civilization got more stable, the present became easier and we started to use our limited brain space for the past and the future.  The easier the present, the easier it is to allow it to fade into the background.  We start to be upset by past failures and misdeeds, just as we start to worry and prepare for future challenges.  Ask someone who was homeless if they worried about global issues more or less than where their next meal was going to come from.  Being hungry might be the best way to understand why the present is important.  The past tells us where we got food from but it can’t feed us.  The future could tell us what our next meal might be.  Only the present can feed us.

Currently we are again in the fight against the unknown, just like our ancient predecessors.  The SARS-CoV-2 or COVID-19 has arrived and we are desperately struggling to understand it, so we can control it or stop it from truncating our time on this planet.  The majority of us do not understand how epidemiological models work, we do not know how virus mutate.  This virus has taken a knowable future and turned it on it’s head.  Loved ones are now dead.  Planned trips are now canceled.  It would seem we are helpless to do anything, but we have been here before, the past has a record of it.  How we spend our time in the present matters.  Listen to the experts and act.

We are faced with a challenge to our survival and should act just as our ancestors before did, focus on the present.  Focus on the present where you have choice and agency.  Wash your hands, stop touching your face, socially distance yourself, be generous with your wealth if you can, and be frugal if you can not.  Most of all be patient and kind with humanity.  If we can all do these things we will buy time to those who can act for us against the unknown.  We buy time, with our own, for the nurses, doctors, researchers, and scientists that will act for us with their expertise and talent.  They have paid great amounts of their time to become experts in their respective fields.  We should sit at the feet of these giants, not silent but supportive, active, present and strong.  

One enemy that we face along with the virus, blame.  It is easy to be angry.  Someone should have done something differently, someone should be to blame.  Our culture, especially in the United States, has been sliding into the safety of finding an “other” to blame for all our misfortunes.  This downward slide can be directly linked to the increasing complexity of world, once small, now global.  History tells us that the “other” allowed slavery to flourish, Jews to be murdered, and cities to be bombed.  The “other” is not created by information but through implication, false causality and over-simplification.  It is the easy path, it is not a path of reason.  When we are losing the ones we love, it is the easiest path.

Before you go down the path of blame ask yourself these questions: 

  • Can I change the past? 
    • I can answer this one for you…No, you can not. 
  • Do I have the luxury of time to dwell in the past and rage against the decisions others have made? 
    • I would argue that since you can’t change the past, knowing the decisions made by others is the only thing that is valuable here.  You can learn from their decisions but time spent dwelling on them could be better spent on the present where you have agency and choice.
  • Do I have the same or more information to make better decisions than the experts that are making, or have made decisions for me?
    • Be brutally honest with yourself here.  Speaking for myself the answer is no, anything else would be a lie.  I can pretend that I’m C. Auguste Dupin and I can solve anything from the news but this would be false.  I’m not a fictions French detective or an epidemiologist.  If you are, fantastic, how can I help.  If you are not, stop your armchair speculation, wash your hands, don’t touch your face, and socially distance yourself.  Also try to understand that with all things new, the information will change as the experts learn what is going on.  Science isn’t by committee or popularity, its through rigour and observation.  Science is a process that will be in flux until truth is exposed.
  • Will my placing of the blame or raging make this situation better?
    • Again I can answer this one…No, it will not.  If you want to scream at the top of your lungs out of a window, go ahead.  Want to have a good cry, that sounds good too.  Both of those can have cathartic results that offer some temporary biological benefits.  Spending your time on the present though, that is where you can make things better.  Taking action, a run, calling a loved one, reading a book, all will pull you away from wasted time bent on unfruitful anger.  Get up and do something positive for yourself or someone else…that will make things better for certain.

Our next enemy of the present is anxiety.  We have learned to plan for so much of the future, we should be able to plan what is to be done next.  Our leaders and experts should comfort us and give us a plan.  When they do not or can not offer us a plan or comfort we start to feel existential dread.  We can’t foresee the future anymore, we can not plan, freedom and responsibility of choice become an unbearable burden  This path is dark and unknowable, how can I protect those I love?  Fear can leave us unable to move, paralyzed in the present.

Before you are ensnared by anxiety ask yourself these questions:

    • Has anyone in the past been in this situation before, and have they survived?
      • You are in luck, humanity has been here before.  We have survived in circumstances far more dire and with less resources available.  Don’t limit yourself to just the US.  Look around the world at how many times civilizations have been driven to the brink and they bounced back.  If they could do it we can do it.  We have driven some diseases to near extinction, we can do that again.
    • Have you had a plan for everything in your life?
      • Maybe, but most likely not.  There are some that may make a plan for everything, but remember that a plan doesn’t guarantee an outcome.  Outcomes are something unknowable.  We can attempt to control outcomes but the chaos of the universe is always there.  No matter how much you plan you can not eliminate all risk.  Living in the present means that we accept a certain amount of risk and minimize what we can.  In the world in which we live we can only do what the experts tell us to do; wash your hands, don’t touch your face, and socially distance yourself.
    • Can you tell the future?
      • I got this one for you…No.  Though you might of been able to guess my answer there, I promise you are not a psychic.  If you can’t see the future, why are you worrying about it?  In the present, you are reading this answer, and you can actively take part in how you think this information is relevant to your experience.  You are living in the present and you have agency and choice.  Make choices and use your freewill with the challenges that face you right now.  Deal with the future when it becomes the present.
    • Does my worrying about the future make this situation better?
      • I’m confident in answering this one for you…No.  You have a finite amount of bandwidth in your brain.  There are no current systems for upgrading that set of resources, so don’t waste those precious resources on something that you can not alter.  Don’t beat yourself up on this one too much.  You are most likely here because your ancient ancestors were worried about tigers eating them.  That anxiety was based off of a tangible danger.  Tigers were real…tigers ate your ancestors siblings.  Focus on real immediate risks that you can make changes to prevent when survival is at stake.  In the current situation there is only one choice; wash your hands, don’t touch your face, and socially distance yourself.  Everything else is currently unknowable, but the good news is it will eventually be known.  Experts from around the world are working on it.  Support them.

Our strength as humankind is only in the present.  Be here, now, more than ever.  One way to bolster your fight to be present is to be grateful.  Give thanks for all the moments of random change that have gone your way; your birth, your successes, your children, your pets, your friends and family, your partner, the doctors and nurses that cured you in the past, the farmers that grow your food, the truck drivers that brought your food across the country, the people stocking your shelves, the mental heath professionals answering phones, the technologists working to connect us all remotely, the tireless hospital workers, the government workers trying to get you aid, the researchers and epidemiologists working to put an end to this pandemic, the list can go on and on.  The more you think about it the more wonderful and beautiful the world is.  Nations cease to matter.  There are people you have never met making sacrifices that may shorten their finite time on this planet.  You will never know their names.  They are the humanity that lifts us all up.  Be grateful for them now in the present.

If you do this, you will find it harder and harder to be anxious and angry.  It is not the easy path.  It will take time, but remember those who are spending their own time for you and you will find the discipline to change.  Don’t be too hard on yourself either, its not a failing to reach out to someone for help.  You will be surprised at how many people will reach out to help you if you only ask.  I am always surprised, I am propped up by an army of people.  I hope I can reach you and prop you up too!  I am on your side.  Humanity is on your side.

I created this blog to share what I have learned from my failures, which are many.  Hoping that you can learn from them along with me.  Maybe I can save some of your time or someone you love’s time.

I didn’t get here the easy way.  I was constantly focused on the future, driven to get to what was next and never celebrating the present.  A brain cyst forced me to reflect and be faced with my own mortality.  I have never been more scared in my life.  I sobbed by myself in my house alone.  I had to accept that my 42 years on this earth were good ones and maybe I was out of time.  Doctors are miracle workers and after five hours of surgery I woke up.  I was so grateful to see my wife, and my parents, and my doctor.  It felt so good to be alive, and free of the headaches from the cyst.  I was swimming in gratitude.  It was a long recovery, though some have longer.  While recovering I started to realize I’d been living in the future instead of the present.  I was a fool.  I am grateful everyday now.  The present is amazing.  I will continue to wreck things, rebuild them and then try again…it is how I learn but I will not be that fool ever again.  Take it from a former fool, the present is quite literally… a gift.

Starting over…again

I’ve lost track of how many times this blog has been rebooted. Some of you might remember my old Rick’s TSM blog…but not a lot of folks.

I started writing a blog as a way to share how I was building mopeds…primarily a French Peugeot TSM. I tried to keep up with the blogs and even wrote them ahead of time so I could put one out a week then one a month and then life started happening and I stopped all together.

Mopeds are awesome an all and have taught me a ton about myself, tenacity, and being resourceful as parts and information aren’t always available. The biggest thing I learned was to not sweat when things blow up in your face…and oh do they ever! Usually at around 50 mph.

The thing is that you get used to it on a moped. They were designed to go 25 – 30 MPH and only goofy moped kids, like myself, think lets make this go faster. Faster moving translates into faster self-destruction. After you get over the first failure you pick yourself up. Dust yourself off, or stop the bleeding. Then you rip apart the moped to figure what failed, why, and how the hell am I going to make this not fail again. Then you jump back on and do it again. Something new breaks this time and you get into the cycle of destruction and rebirth. If you are wired like me and love a project this is wonderful. This silly thing you are riding is never going to be done and it’s never going to stop forcing you to grow in your abilities to get back up again.

Taking what I realized above a step further I realize this is how I’ve always been. I didn’t like my options for a backpack, so I designed my own…it’s perfect, for me. I didn’t like how my life was going in NYC, so I designed a solution to leave by building a Tiny House on Wheels…and thankfully my awesome wife was game. We designed the house together and it was the hardest design project I’ve ever done. I can’t even tell you how many design iterations, failures, there were until we got to the final version. I’m writing this from my office in the house…this house is perfect, for us.

So the question I often ask myself is am I a designer. I sure do a lot of it. I’m not a designer by schooling. My degree is in Jazz Guitar and Recording Engineering. I’m a designer by necessity. When I talk about design it’s really just a way of solving problems. I think the best designers dig into a problem until they understand it implicitly and then create a solution that makes the problem go away. As long as you are willing to put yourself into the problem to find the solution, I think you are a designer. You build the solution and if it fails. You try again and again and again. You do it until the issue is solved.

When I moved to NYC I started working in mobile technology, messaging and native apps. I was lucky that some guys with a startup needed some help and saw I was smart and learned fast. I like to think in 6 weeks I can learn just about anything and they gave me a chance to prove it. It paid off and now I have started my own tech consultancy to help other folks solve problems after 10 years of working with great companies who also took a chance on a crazy guy that loves solving problems. I think it’s the fact that I love the process so much that even when I get to a solution, I’m excited when we find we need to solve something a different way.

Now you should have a pretty good idea on why I changed the name of the blog. It’s going to be more than just mopeds from now on. It’s still going to be full of screw-ups and stories. I’m still dyslexic so expect errors. I don’t have an editor so you just get what dumps out of my head.

What I’m excited about though is that I’m going to try and share all I have learned and continue to learn with all of you. I’m going to be failing and starting over in real-time…well, blog time…ah…hmmm. I’m going to be sharing how I think about design running through solving every problem I’ve ever faced, how it worked, and how it didn’t. There will be stuff about tiny houses and sustainable living, mopeds, music, travel, tech, and whatever I think can help someone else on their journey. I’m far from perfect but I’ve done a bunch of junk and some I’ve rocked…and some have been all out suck-fests. Either way I want to share good information in a positive light so you all can maybe get something out of it. Even if it’s just a laugh or a shake of your head. I’d like you all to see that the only way to truly fail, is to refuse to get back up.

Here’s to getting back up again,
Rick

Talk soon….ish

What happened to the time?!

Well so much for regular blogging…apparently my penchant for obsessing over a project overshadowed my documenting moped projects. I was sucked wholly into tiny house design and poof ten months vanished. Ok that’s not really how it happened. Here we go.

While I was documenting moped building I also started down the path of escaping NYC. It’s a lovely place, I’m just not a city person…I missed the sound of the wind in the leaves…lots of trees…more trees than people…you get the picture.

This strangely pushed me into the idea of a tiny house…that connection is going to take a couple posts just to unpack…that might be a tiny house pun…hmmm…anyway this started me researching tiny houses, which lead me to the Tiny House Jamboree and consequently to meeting MJ, Perry, and Mark from the Tiny House Podcast.

After a sneak attack at the Jamboree I offered to master the Tiny House Podcast…for totally selfish reasons. I wanted to be able to listen to it on the subway (it was too quiet) and I wanted access to the knowledge and connections of the lovely and talented hosts.

They said they’d think about it…then MJ pinged me and the rest is history. I’ve been mixing it since episode #97 so hopefully if you’re a listener it’s easier to hear and more consistent from episode to episode. Because of the podcast, Leah and I found James from Liberation Tiny Homes and there will be more to talk about that in yet another blog.

Another Jamboree discovery was Sketchup. Woohoo, yet another thing to get absorbed into thus commenced model making and measuring everything I own so I could figure out how to fit it in a tiny house. Oh yeah, then the designing of our tiny house…the thing I mentioned before…so a lot right.

Did moped building stop? Nope and I started experimenting with video too…still figuring that out though.

Oh and I’ve been playing music this whole time too…yeah, all these things seem a bit excessive with a full time job.

Apparently when you do all these things together and neglect your blog the passage of time continues…go figure.

Here we are again ten months later but it’s all been stored up in my brain…so time to tell the tales. I’ll try and keep things organized but there is a lot of overlap.

I hope I can hit all three adjectives; Interesting, Informative, and Entertaining…

Back in business

This blog has been off track since it’s inception.  It is time to fix this sucker…my brain doesn’t like being limited to one subject and this blog shouldn’t either.  It is time for some updates.

Now if you found this page with the hope that it would have info on Peugeot TSMs and other moped goodness, you are still in the right place.

You’ll also find me babbling about making music, traveling light, living more with less, tiny houses, camper conversions, practical philosophy, and the ethics of technology…I think that’s it but you never know.  I updated the About to reflect that too…so surprise there should be no surprise!

Hopefully by sharing what I’ve learned, I’ll save you some time and effort on your journey.

Even though I haven’t been blogging I have been taking pictures…most of the time…so how about I kick things off with how a 103SP becomes a TSM-SP…

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Updates will come every two weeks and I have lots of stories to tell.  The sleeves are rolled up, so let’s get to it…