My biggest problem, and probably your problem too is not seeing my personal false beliefs. What is it that I believe that just isn’t true? And, worse still is, what actions do I perform occasionally that are excessively risky for the potential benefits likely to be gained? And, worse still, what actions do I routinely do that are generally counterproductive to my own well-being?
In yesterday’s post I began to think about this problem by remembering recent events where older friends of mine had bicycle accidents. I still own a couple of bikes but I haven’t ridden either of them for over a year. On a nice day, I could probably ride from my house to my morning chat and coffee with my old dudes in ten minutes, which is what it takes to drive. I don’t ride because many of the people here are totally crazy and to prove that simple assertion I want to get a dash cam for my Subaru Outback so I can illustrate those people doing just plain stupidly risky things.
So there is at least one thing I don’t do that is physically dangerous. When I lived in Berkeley, for fifty years, I rode a bike to my coffee shop rendezvous quite a lot, but people there were much more cautious. Not friendlier, but more cautious. Here, people will jaywalk across the street on the diagonal with their back to you and never look, even when you get close.
When I first got here almost eight years ago the population was much less dense and cars were seemingly fewer and farther between, but that was then and now with Oregon state policy to make cities compact, sometimes there are block-long lines of cars waiting at traffic lights.
That sounds bad, but the good things more than balance that out those annoyances. For example, here are some views I get after the eight-minute drive from home, like this one where I usually park:
I walk through this gate and about thirty steps to the left and am greeted by my wonderful friends, such as these fine fellows.
They are helping me eliminate my false beliefs.