Power, pleasure, purpose

Power, pleasure and purpose. Each of us is driven by a combination of these three powerfully human drives. It’s the relative strength of each drive that makes us different. The search for each is understandable. Each has its own rewards … and difficulties. Seeking after pleasure seems a sure bet. Pleasure makes us feel good. And people who are having a good time are attractive to be around. Hedonism has its own rewards – look at Hugh Hefner. Wealthy, well-known. Is he happy? Satisfied? Only he knows.

The successful drive for power, which includes of course the drive for money, makes a person more physically comfortable, more confident about the future, more attractive to others who seek the security that power offers and makes the comforts of the world more accessible. I think it was Henry Kissinger who said that power is the ultimate aphrodisiac. Why else would attractive and otherwise intelligent women end up consorting with or marrying powerful men who have all the attractiveness of toads? (No offense to toads, of course). It’s the attraction of celebrity, security or the pleasure to be gained from access to the money.

Perhaps 15 percent of people have power as their primary driver and another 15 percent expend much of their effort seeking pleasure before power or purpose. But the majority of people find, over the course of their lives, that seeking purpose is more powerful than either the pursuit of power or the pursuit of pleasure. Perhaps that is because the pursuit of either power or pleasure has an inherent flaw. The flaw is that one can never have enough of power or pleasure.

If one could ever have enough power, why is it that very rich people seek to gain even more wealth? Why is it that powerful politicians or rulers of countries are never satisfied with their power? They always seek more, at the expense of their electorates, their fellow politicians or their neighbours. It doesn’t seem to make much difference whether the political system is democratic or demagogic. People after a “successful” – meaning financially rewarding or reaching the top of the political or corporate ladder – career may find that the ladder has all along been placed on the wrong wall. 

If one can have enough pleasure, why is it that people seek even more, often at the destruction of their own health? Drug addicts, alcoholics, hedonists seek more of whatever it is they find in their quest for ever more pleasure. People seek ever more extreme amounts of whatever it is that they are addicted to. There is no ultimate pleasure, there is no ultimate power … not for us humans. Pleasure addicts find, if they are very lucky, that there is no ultimate satisfaction to be found in pleasure.

To quote de Florian, as popularized by Nana Mouskouri, “Plaisir d’amour ne dure qu’un moment, Chagrin d’amour dure toute la vie” (The pleasure of love lasts only a moment, the chagrin lasts a lifetime). And more bluntly, to quote Lord Chesterfield (or perhaps Samuel Johnson) on the matter of sexual pleasure, “The pleasure is momentary, the position ridiculous, and the expense damnable.” And I am not knocking the drive for sex. It’s a fundamental and powerful human drive, it’s just not long-lasting pleasure, although it seems like it at the time.

Seeking purpose is a more difficult venture. Many of us come to it later in life after we have tried other sources of satisfaction, because in the end they leave us unsatisfied. Each of us has to find our own meaning or purpose in life. It is not something that can be defined by others. For many, it can be faith in their God, which can be a great gift, if you have it. For others, it can be service to their fellows, or to other species. It can be research or study,  bird-watching or anything that gives you satisfaction that endures.

It’s instructive to note how many people who are or have been philanthropists are those who were very successful in gaining wealth but found that simply having a huge amount of wealth is eventually crippling. What do you do after you have amassed so much wealth that you can purchase anything? Where is the continuing challenge? It seems to me that they have come to the realization that the accumulation of wealth does not offer satisfaction that endures. Also note how many people who end up helping others in very meaningful ways first had to battle their way through the excesses of pleasure.

 Let me offer an example of how important meaning is in one’s life. Viktor Frankl was a psychiatrist who was an inmate and a survivor of four Nazi extermination camps for three years during World War Two. In his excellent book, “Man’s Search for Meaning”, he speaks at length about the people who survived and the ones who didn’t. Those who had a reason to live, no matter what it was, had a better chance of survival than those who did not. He notes that often people who did not have a specific reason to live would eventually just give up, and typically they would die within a day or two. He also made note that the only – only – freedom that cannot be taken away from us is the freedom to choose the attitude that we maintain about the situation that confronts us. Even in an extermination camp, one could retain this single freedom.

So my theory is that having a purpose in your life that provides you with enduring satisfaction is really important to your own long-term well-being. I found that many people with whom I shared the journey three years ago on the Camino de Santiago were looking for that purpose in their lives. They had often experienced in their lives their share of power or pleasure and were seeking something more meaningful, a real legacy that would be important to them and to their heirs.

Finding your own meaning is something that each one of us can do. It is up to you alone to determine what your meaning might be and to you alone to determine whether it is worthwhile. Remember, it is about personal satisfaction that endures. To help find it, think about some times in your life when you did something that gave you great satisfaction at the time and still have a good “feel” for you. Then look for a pattern that may help you isolate what it was that creates for you the satisfaction that endures. That is the key. Enjoy the quest!

Cheers, Guy

A review by Robert Ward

I got an unexpected but very welcome email this morning from Robert Ward. He is a Toronto-based writer and traveller with a special interest in pilgrimages. He is the author of Virgin Trails (Key Porter, 2002), an agnostic’s guide to the history and worship of the Virgin Mary; and All the Good Pilgrims (Thomas Allen, 2007), a lighthearted account of his several walks on the Camino de Santiago pilgrim road. We exchanged books last fall.

The email: Hi Guy, Hope all’s well with you. I finally read your book a few weeks ago and am heartily glad I did. I posted a little review on my blog. 

Here is his review from his website, http://robertward.ca/blog/index.html.

A recent read that took me back to Spain in all the right ways is Guy Thatcher’s A Journey of Days. Guy’s account is lively, frank and utterly unpretentious, beautifully illustrated with the author’s colour photos, and topped off with a thoughtful epilogue, “Life’s Lessons Relearned.” It was when I read Guy’s final note, “What Happened to…”, where he tells of the further adventures of some of the pilgrims he met on the way, that I realized how much I had been drawn into his Camino. I really felt like I was reading about people I knew personally! As Guy made his journey at the age of seventy, his book will be especially affirming to those who wonder if they’ve still got it in them to hike across Spain.

Keynote in Minneapolis!

Here’s some very welcome news. I have been invited to be the keynote speaker at an IFMA conference in Minneapolis, Minnesota on 7 April 2010. I will be speaking on the topic of A Journey of Days: Relearning Life’s Lessons on the Camino de Santiago, my book about my experiences in northern Spain. This came about because I gave a similar presentation, which was very well received at the IFMA conference in Orlando last October. It’s exciting to be going to speak in front of a new and different audience about my favourite topic. Flights are already booked.

New video on YouTube

Good news! There is a short (8.5 minutes) video of me reading excerpts from A Journey of Days on YouTube at www.youtube.com/watch?v=PBQv94KMaI8. If you like it, please recommend it to your social network. There is also a longer version (33 minutes) which will be available via a link from my website www.GuyThatcher.com, as soon as we figure out how to upload it. Let me know what you think about the video(s).

Cheers,

Guy

Exciting developments!

I have two pieces of exciting news! My book, A Journey of Days, will soon be available from ShortCovers, the new Indigo/Chapters option for eBooks. The other news is that we have just completed a video of me reading excerpts from the book. The first draft cut is 33:10 minutes, too long for YouTube but just right for a link from my website, www.guythatcher.com. A shorter version is being finalized now and will be up on YouTube as soon as it is finished. I am very excited about these new developments, since it will give a lot of people worldwide an opportunity to read the book in an online format or to hear me reading excerpts from the book. I will let you know as each of these options becomes available.

Kingston WritersFest

I have been absent from the blog since the beginning of August. I thought it had been six weeks or so, but time apparently DOES fly. Anyway, since mid-September my life has been a blur of activity, wonderful but blurry. I will fill you in on a little of what has been going on. During the period 23-26 September I was at the Kingston WritersFest in Kingston, Ontario, where I was to deliver a presentation on Thursday afternoon about my journey on the Camino de Santiago in northern Spain. I stayed at a friend’s home (Judi Cova, a friend since the early 70’s at Queens). I went with Judi to the Wednesday evening reception for Margaret Atwood, to whom I gave a copy of my book and spoke for a few minutes, although I suspect that she would likely not recognize me in a crowd – it was very busy and noisy.

The next morning I went to the hospitality suite at the Holiday Inn Waterfront – the venue for all events except for the Atwood reception – where I met and was entranced by Howard Engel, who writes all the Benny Cooperman novels. Howard also wrote The Man Who Forgot How to Read about his own stroke 7 or 8 years ago and the immediate loss or reading ability, while retaining his ability to write. Through sheer effort, he has regained his ability to read, although his reading is much slower than it used to be. Howard and I chatted for several hours, during which we discovered that we had both served in Cyprus, he as a journalist in the early 60’s for a year, me as a military officer with an armoured reconnaissance squadron for six months in 1968. We had lots of places, but almost no people, in common. We exchanged books, so I was able to read his book that night.

Then he went off to an interview with Eric Friesen (to whom I also gave a copy of A Journey of Days), which I attended, after which I did my presentation about my journey on the Camino de Santiago, which he attended.  I am delighted to report that the bookstore sold out of copies of A Journey of Days, but I had extra copies with me (of course) and was able to replenish their supply. After the presentation, there was a book signing table where I met lots of interesting people and signed their copy of the book. It was like being a rock star! Very seductive, being recognized and honoured by a group of people over several days. I also met, listened to, and provided a copy of the book to Susan Olding and to Lorna Crozier, who discussed their memoirs. I had a wonderful time there in Kingston. The organization was very well handled and the event, at least to an outside observer, went off flawlessly.

I was very honoured by the WritersFest’s words about A Journey of Days: “With the wisdom and humour that come from a full life well lived, he sets out to discover the reason for the compulsion that drives him to make this incredible journey. His funny, intelligent and moving account has been called the best book yet written about walking the Camino.”  Those words are sheer delight to any author!

Next up: The presentation in Orlando!

1 August 2009

This past week a large car bomb was set off in Burgos in front of the barracks of the Guardia Civil. There were no deaths, but a large number of injured, some of them children. I had spent a day in Burgos during my journey across northern Spain two years ago. The news media reported that this cowardly act was done by the ETA (Euskadi Ta Askatasuna) or “Basque Homeland and Freedom”, considered by itself as a Basque paramilitary organization and defined as a terrorist organization by the European Union, the United Nations and by the United States. In October 2008, a car bomb was set off at the University of Navarra in Pamplona, also attributed to ETA. This is the same university campus that I walked through on my first day on the Camino de Santiago in early 2007. I had commented at the time in A Journey of Days that “There are sprayed-on slogans on some surfaces, presumably Basque separatist sentiment, but there does not appear to be any sense of danger here. Of course, my radar for that type of situation has never been very good!” My point in bringing this up is that there is no such thing as true security, even when you feel most secure. Of course the pilgrimage to Santiago was very much more dangerous in the early years, when murder, rape and theft were commonplace on the Camino. My experience on the camino led me to believe that it was a very safe walk, even for people walking alone, as I did. Apparently not quite as safe as I thought, although I would not suggest that people forgo the walk because of the Basque troubles. It would sure be unfortunate if a pilgrim now were to be inadvertently caught in the cross-fire as an innocent passerby.

31 July 2009

I have just finished reading another Camino book, “What the Psychic Told the Pilgrim”, by Jane Christmas. She tells the story of setting out on the Camino in a pack of 14 squabbling women and, based on that alone, I was prepared to not like it. I was in for a surprise. It was well-written, funny and, once she has gotten free of the burden of the covey of women, was quite philosophical. Her experiences, though, were very different from mine. At one point, she writes “You constantly think about quitting and going home. That single issue gets debated and rehashed by every pilgrim.” And the back cover says that “… she battles loneliness, hunger and exhaustion”. I didn’t have the same experiences at all, although I am not disputing hers. I intended to walk alone and did so for a large portion of my journey. I never thought about quitting and going home and I never heard any discussion about that topic in the many albergues where I overnighted. I was never lonely or hungry. I was by times exhausted, but that passed after a short rest. I think that each of us views the camino through our own emotional filters and I think that the differences in the experiences that Christmas had to those that I had are attributable at least partially to those filters. She is twice-divorced and a single woman. I have never divorced and have been happily married for over 50 years, just to mention one of the more potent filters. Reading her book reminds me, once again, not to make judgments based on incomplete knowledge or other’s hearsay. Another of life’s lessons relearned.

30 July 2009

Yesterday I told you about the trip to New Zealand and Australia. The second trip is for April and May of 2011. It will be almost exactly the opposite of the trip to down under. Alone, on foot, carrying a backpack, very modest accommodation. Those of you who have read my book, A Journey of Days, will recall that in 2007 I walked from Pamplona to Santiago in northwestern Spain, a journey of just over 700 kilometres. This time I plan to walk the “prequel” of my walk on the Camino in 2007. I will walk alone from Le Puy-en-Velay (southwest of Lyon in France) to Pamplona and I will stay mostly in pilgrim hostels (gite d’etapes in France and albergues in Spain). This route is one of the four major medieval pilgrim routes through France which connect to the better-known Camino de Santiago. I found a great web site about this French route, http://www.godesalco.com/plan/podense, which includes a trip planner. I have already been able to make a preliminary plan of how far to walk each day and in which village to stay. The trip of about 850 kilometres should take about 40 days, not including rest days. I will be 74 when I make this walk, so I will have to be physically very well prepared. More later.

New Plans

It’s very exciting here. I am in the beginning stages of planning two trips.

One for next March and April will be to New Zealand and Australia. Carroll and I have been talking about going there for about as long as we’ve known each other … and that’s a very long time. What triggered this trip was our attendance, over the past five weeks, at five funerals. If this doesn’t trigger the “Now” response, nothing ever will. You may recall from the book the lesson relearned about “If you really have a dream …” So we are going to pretend that we can afford it and just go do it. 

We will arrive in New Zealand on 25 February 2010, the day before my birthday and the seasonal equivalent of 25 August in the northern hemisphere, late summer/early fall in the southern half of the world. Carroll has been to New Zealand before, and will plan this portion, since she has lots of places she wants to show me. We have enough Aeroplan points to fly business class both ways, so the long, long flights will not be nearly as much of a fatigue problem. From New Zealand we travel to Sydney Australia on 10 March to join a two-week tour of Sydney, Melbourne and surrounding areas. This tour includes a back-stage tour of the Sydney Opera House, which will be fabulous. After that three weeks which I am responsible for planning. At the moment, it’s just a short list of places: Adelaide, Perth, where we have friends and relations, Darwin, Uluru (Ayers Rock), Cairns, Brisbane and the Gold Coast. Timings, activities, etc. are still up in the air. Of course I am going to try to set up book events along the way. The only fixed point is to be in Sydney by 2 PM on 14 April to start the long flights home.

As plans get more firm, I will keep you posted. I will tell you about the other very different trip in the next blog entry.