Day 230 in Beijing: Menara Taming Sari.

The Melaka Malay Sultanate Water Wheel.

The Melaka Malay Sultanate Water Wheel.

Jill, our friend Dipesh, who flew down from San Francisco and I started to check out the historic city of Melaka in Malaysia.

We had been in Kuala Lumpur, Johor Bahru and Singapore but this was our first time see the sights of Melaka.

Melaka used to be a massive trading town and there were, at one time, 84 different languages spoken in the ports since traders from all over the world would come and do business here.

We’d done a bit of sightseeing already and wanted to see what Melaka would look like from the sky.

So, we paid our ringgit and hopped in the Menara Taming Sari right when they opened for the day at 10 A.M.

We were about the only people in it and it was quiet, beautiful and moving.

The ride took about 7 minutes and we were able to see many of the sights of Melaka and off into the Straits of Melaka which is the busiest waterway for transport in the world.

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Day 229 in Beijing: Glock Guy.

Many people think that Americans run around wielding guns all the time.

The American media definitely spends a lot of time talking about guns, people being shot, how unsafe it is to live in certain areas and other reasons to be terrified of your neighbor or a stranger.

Personally, as far as I know, every gun owner that I know is responsible, has taken classes to learn how to shoot well and is licensed.  They have done their due diligence and take every precaution so that no one around them would be hurt or the guns misused.

I’ve even gone to the shooting range to see what it would be like to fire a pistol or revolver.

Honestly, it is a bit scary as the thing has a heck of a kick and it is very loud.

There weren’t even large caliber.

Simply stated, anyone that can pull one of those things out and hit a moving target has done a lot of practice and training.

It may be obvious to most that own handguns, but I realized, at that moment, that television dramas and movies gun fights and battles are utterly unrealistic.

Please don’t take this as a political statement at all as I’m not advocating for or against guns, I’m just setting the basis for this post.

I tend to trust my fellow human beings and I felt very safe in Malaysia and didn’t worry or even think about guns until I saw this guy walking around in Melaka.

I just thought it was an interesting t-shirt to be wearing around and wondered how the person wearing it would be received in San Francisco, CA compared to Nebraska, OK or Fargo, ND, or Washington, DC.

I continue to wonder.

Day 228 in Beijing: Linear and Circular Spectrum.

Make your choice and see what you can become.  The options are endless.

Make your choice and see what you can become. The options are endless.

I am often asked by people about how to be happy in their job, their relationships and their life.

My belief system is grounded in behavioral therapy and has been further adapted to include other methodologies and mindfulness.

This does not mean it has a religious or spiritual belief behind it but that each moment is impermanent and we have a choice to live our lives, by choosing our thoughts and behaviors, which affect our emotions, each nanosecond that we live on this planet.

I used to search for jobs, friendships and relationships that would be “the one.”  The more I looked, the more I found that no matter how much I believe one job is better than another, one person is better than another or that “this new thing” will allow me to be happy, I was incorrect.  My hypothesis was that something else would make me happy when I wasn’t willing to do the hard work to re-frame my automatic negative thoughts and my biases to the outside world.  I wanted everyone else to change instead of realizing that it is my fault, in a very positive way, for each and every interaction that I have and what the outcome will be to that interaction.

We all have this ability to be exactly who we are and what we are right now.

We are that job we don’t like, which is a job someone else would love to have.

We are that person we hate, who is that person someone else would love to love.

We are all those things that we despise.

I was the thing I despised because of my ego and my insecurities.

In the end, we may just be specks of dust and atoms that scatter back into the universe.

This is exceptionally freeing to me because that means I can live my life with less regret and less pressure to have to “be something” or “prove something” that doesn’t really count in the long term.

This allows me to take on as many roles, and personalities, as I want and make changes whenever I choose to make them.

Many people I know see their life or their life choices as a linear spectrum.

They see it as a flat line that goes in one direction.

There is good on one end and bad on the other.

I prefer to take the ends of those lines and bend it into a circle.  I see it as those ends are not the opposite.  They are actually very close together and can oftentimes be interchanged.

I’m not saying that every US president is the same but, in many ways, they are probably not that different when you look at it:  both human, both “male”, both work in politics, both think they are doing the right thing, both believe they are chosen to lead, etc.

I recently went swimming with sharks in Malaysia.  Some were about 3 feet long and I was right beside them without any protection.  I also went skydiving after I received my Marriage and Family Therapist License as a way to prove to myself that fear and anxiety are lies and I have a choice to overcome what I choose to overcome.  I continue to do that every second of my life and love how my mind and body respond to the mastery of a new skill.

I feel it is my responsibility to take the positive in me and let it flow into what I do.  If I don’t, I then encourage negative energy from other people to build and take control of my life.

I encourage you, in your own way and style, to be willing to feel the fear in new adventures, to make mistakes, and to revel in the changes that result.

 

Day 226 in Beijing: BEAT IT!

Michael Jackson lives in Melaka, Malaysia.

Michael Jackson lives in Melaka, Malaysia.

I can almost hear him singing, "Heeee-heeeeeee!"

I can almost hear him singing, “Heeee-heeeeeee!”

Jill and I were walking around the historic city of Melaka, Malaysia and noticed this bright red hotel.

Actually, we noticed the figure painted onto the bright red hotel.

We have no idea why Michael Jackson was painted on this hotel and we couldn’t find any information after googling it.

All I can say is that it seemed to have seen better days and looked as if it was closed or maybe that people were living in it but that the upkeep was, how can I say nicely, substandard.

The advertisement in the upper left corner is from AirAsia, who we used to fly down to Malaysia and back to Beijing, but there doesn’t seem to be any connection from what we could search for and find out.

Michael just seems to be hanging out, doing his last dance move in Malaysia, and biding his time until someone comes by.

It all seemed sort of sad to me.

Day 225 in Beijing: Uh, Does This Really Need To Be Stated?

I would think some of these would be automatic but I guess I'd be wrong.

I would think some of these would be automatic but I guess I’d be wrong.

People in Malaysia seem to have love their cars almost as much as Californians.

They trick them out, give them spoilers and love the fast little speedsters that are tuned up and can be raced on the street.

They also seem to like putting stickers on their windows of what they approve of inside their cars.

In America, people seem to like putting up stickers of how many kids they have, their dogs and whatnot.  They are little “stick figure” type stickers and it seems to make people feel as if they are a “family” and connected.

Or maybe they do it so they won’t forget one of their kids when they drive off from a movie.

I don’t really know why they do it since I don’t have kids and am not a big fan of putting any type of advertisement on my car.   I don’t have a car in Beijing, so it isn’t like I’m making a radical statement here but I almost never put bumper stickers or identifying stickers on my car.  I did have a bumper sticker for a presidential candidate about 6 years ago but took that off pretty quickly.  If someone wants to know who I vote for, or even if I vote, then ask me.  I don’t need to parade it around.  Plus, why antagonize people that may have voted for someone else and forego a chance of meeting a new person and hearing a new viewpoint?

But, I digress.

This was a sticker set I found on a minivan on our way to a see a mosque.

It was a minivan that was used for tours and tourists.

I had no idea that Colonel Sanders of Kentucky Friend Chicken would be appropriate in a tour van but forks, spoons and knives would not.  Farting, on the other hand, I think does not need to be stated but, obviously, it does.

Day 224 in Beijing: Hairstyle Academy.

Like Superman, I even have a cape!

Like Superman, I even have a cape!

Jill and I were going snorkeling at Palau Payar and I needed a haircut.

Why did I need a haircut to go snorkeling, you ask.

Because I knew that when I got back to Beijing, I wasn’t going to have a chance to get a tan anytime soon and if I went snorkeling for a whole day down here, I’d get a wicked tan line around my head whenever I finally got my haircut.

So, I decided to get my haircut in Penang.

We walked around for a bit and noticed a sign for a hairstyle academy in the nearby mall.

Academies usually have pretty inexpensive haircuts since the students are learning and it means you take a chance on them making a mistake.

I’ve actually found they are incredibly professional and give the best haircuts around since they are being judged on them by their teachers.

This time was no exception.

The hairstylist was friendly, funny, and very professional.  She asked us questions about our trip and where we had been, planned to go and gave us a little information about herself and where she had come from and why she lived in Penang.

She was born in northern Malaysia and had 3 siblings.  She and another one lived in Penang but the other two stayed in up north.  She told us there weren’t a lot of opportunities so she decided to move to the big city and she said she enjoyed living here now.

She continued to work on my haircut, smiling and talking the whole time, and it was very enjoyable for both Jill and me.

She also didn’t mind us taking pictures, which probably seemed a little insane to anyone that cuts hair for a living, until I explained that I write a blog and this will be a post on it.

If you notice in the pictures, she actually uses a straight razor to do the final touches on my neck.  It didn’t hurt at all and she took about 30 minutes total doing a fairly simple haircut and made sure I was happy the whole time.

They also gave us free tea which was nice.

By the way, after snorkeling, my tan line looks great and I won’t look like I’ve got some weird halo or something when I cut my hair next time thanks to her wonderful haircut!

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Day 223 in Beijing: DeHappy and BeHppy!

This place is happy 24 hours a day and 365 days a year!

This place is happy 24 hours a day and 365 days a year!

A friend of Jill’s has an app that is called BeHppy!

It is a stream of pictures, taken by anonymous people that have downloaded it, that then post pictures that make them happy.  The viewer can then click a smiley face to show the poster that their picture made them happy.

People have posted pictures all over the world and of many different things and events.

Jill and I have been posting pictures of our travels and people seem to enjoy them.

One of person that posts always finds pictures of things that are “smiling” even though they aren’t people or animals.  It is quite fun to see how people can interpret smiling and happiness in their own way.

Jill’s friend, Aline, is the owner and founder and a wonderful person.  Do her a favor and download it and start using it.  It is really fun and easy and just click the link below:

BeHppy!

I like this app a lot since I’m a firm believer in behavioral interventions allowing people to change their thoughts and emotions.  There are studies that show that by simply looking in a mirror and smiling for 5 minutes, you can change a person’s emotion.  I’ve tried it before and actually prescribed this as a technique and I know that it works.  If you are interested in reading more about this, this is a good primer: One Smile (Only One) Can Lift A Mood.

It quotes Daniel Goleman and Paul Ekman.  Both are very noted researchers and scientists.  Dr. Ekman actually had a tv show called “Lie To Me” about his theory of the facial recognition of micro-emotions that was interesting and fun.   I’ve read a few of his books and taken his micro-emotion recognition tests.

Most people score about 3 out of 15.

I scored an average of 13 out of 15.

I think this is because I tend to focus on people’s faces and study their emotions as a behavioral therapist.  I want to know exactly when something changes and how that shows up.  I look for the tiniest trace of a change and then try to call my client’s attention to it so they can see that emotions can be changed in an instant and that nothing is permanent.  A large part of my behavioral therapy practice is using empathy constructively and helping people learn acceptance of themselves, their choices and of others.

As for happiness, I’ve often found that people want to be happy without really defining what that term means to them.  To me, happiness is finding contentment.

I’ve noticed that when I’m content, I’m happy.  I find it hard to find happiness first or believe that it is a constant.

Without happiness, how could we know sadness?

Without sadness, how could we know happiness?

Or any emotion in between.

As Jill and I have traveled, we’ve searched for pictures to post on BeHppy of words or images that have the word “Happy” in them.

Here are just a few.

I hope you enjoy them and find happiness, contentment or whatever emotion would benefit you in this moment.

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Day 222 in Beijing: First Class, Baby!

First class all the way!

First class all the way!

We have just finished our 21 day vacation in Malaysia.

It was everything we could have hoped for and more.

Malaysia is gorgeous, people are friendly, and the weather is WARM!

We flew AirAsia both ways and found out about a wonderful little extra from our friend, Kean, regarding an upgrade that not many people know about on their flights.

There is a company called Optiontown.  It works with many low costs airlines around the world and give a great deal.

They give you a first class seat for about 75% off the advertised price if the first class or business class seats aren’t full 24 hours before take off.

So, we decided to try them on the way back to Beijing and we were rewarded with lay flat seats, full meals, and complimentary bottles of water, for about $65 US each.

We are talking about a 6 hour flight and going from economy to first class for $10 US per hour.  That is unbelievable if you have ever flown in the US or europe from what I’ve experienced.

Here are a few pictures from our flight.  If you notice, we had to board the plane by walking on the tarmac, then climb up the stairs, and get into our seats.  It was fun walking around with all the planes and automobiles flying by us.  It reminded me of what flying back in the days must have been like.

By the way, we also were given priority boarding so we were the first to sit down, in the front row, and the first to get off the plane.

In Beijing, that makes a world of difference as the customs and immigration lines are usually huge and take an hour or more because so many people get off and need to pass through them.  It took us about 20 minutes from plane to taxi this time.  A huge improvement and we will continue to do use AirAsia and Optiontown for every flight that we can take from now on.

By the way, a famous Chinese actress and singer, Tong Yao, was in our row.  I asked her for a picture and she was nice enough to oblige.  Here is a video of her in Singapore in 2010.

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Day 221 in Beijing: Bathrooms and Prayer Rooms.

The prayer room in the Penang Airport.

Two prayer rooms in the Penang Airport.

There are many Buddhist, Hindu and Chinese temples all over Malaysia, but the Muslim religion plays a major role in day to day life.  There are also the indigenous Malay religions and spiritual beliefs.

That being said, Malaysia is, primarily, a Muslim country.

Jill and I enjoyed hearing the call to prayer 5 times a day when we were waking up, walking around, or just sitting down to eat dinner.  It is quite beautiful and it was interesting to see many men all start to go towards the mosques and get ready for prayer.

We also took a lot of pictures at different mosques and did our best to not interfere with anyone that was praying since we didn’t want to be rude tourists.  We found the people there to be incredibly kind, and helpful, and wanted to show us around the mosques and give us a little peak into their world.

We flew home yesterday to Beijing. A quick aside, how strange is it that Jill and I call Beijing, “home” now?  It seems natural and easy for us even though we aren’t really from the Chinese culture or society.  We’ve blended in as well as we can in the 7 months we’ve been here and it feels fairly natural to write that as I sit here, looking out the window of my apartment, at the Roman statues in my complex.  But Roman statues in a Chinese apartment complex is a story for another blog, this is about Malaysia and Muslims.

We were walking to our gate and waiting to fly out when I noticed these bathrooms.  It took me a second, even after being in Malaysia for 21 straight days, to realize that they were prayer rooms.

Usually the prayer rooms have the word, “Surau” and a picture of a mosque on a sign next to them.  This one didn’t, so I was a bit confused at first, but instead had a picture of a man with a taqiyah and a woman wearing the hijab.

We saw a family walk up, separate according to gender roles, and go in to pray as we waited for our plane.  The women were wearing black Burqas, and the men were wearing slacks and shirts.

I have to say that Jill and I found the hijabs to be quite beautiful.  Each woman seemed to choose colors and designs that would express who she is and allowed them to stand out in a crowd.  Most of the hijabs that we saw in Malaysia are adorned with jewels and are very decorative.  Jill had to wear them whenever we entered a mosque, and I had to wear them at a few of them, and we will post blogs about what it is like to be in a nylon hijab in 90 degree weather with 90 percent humidity.

Simply stated, they were hot.  I don’t think many women wear nylon hijabs in Malaysia and only the nylon hijabs are primarily used by tourists and need to be extremely durable.

Day 220 in Beijing: Ego Pharmacy.

Need some help with your ego?

Need some help with your ego?

So, Jill and I were walking around Georgetown, Malaysia today looking for temples to visit.

Trust me, that is not a hard job here as there are so many amazing temples from so many different cultures.

We’ve found churches, mosques, Buddhist temples from Burma (the only Burmese Buddhist temple outside of Burma/Myanmar at this time), one from Thailand, and temples from China.  We even found one a tower that combines Chinese, Thai and Burmese religions and houses a 90 foot tall Kuan Yin statue that is awe inspiring.

However, since I work as a behavioral therapist, I noticed this sign and started laughing at it.

I think, in many ways, that an “ego pharmacy” would be a wonderful addition to any practice.

In fact, I think of myself as an ego pharmacist since I help people become more content and able to deal with stress in their life as my job.

If someone is having a bad time, or overwhelmed or dealing with anxiety, among other things, I help them using empathy and then techniques and skills which are proven, scientifically, to relieve those issues and allow the person to figure out what is best for their life and what is their best choice at this time for them.

People are constantly figuring out what is best for them and, therefore, behavioral therapy allows them to learn the skills that I know and be able to use them on their own to figure out what is right for them each and every day.

It is a wonderful job since I get to see people grow, change, and decide out what is right for them every day.  I don’t know of many jobs that offer that kind of reward and allow for such a positive change in the world.

One of the beautiful parts of behavioral therapy is that my beliefs are not part of the issue for the client.  They decide what is right for them and then figure out what choice they want to make and how they want to live their life.  It will be their life and therefore it is up to them to take the responsibility and see what is right for them.

Interestingly, when people decide they don’t want to change and then they realize that this is still a choice to stay the same, and therefore, by taking responsibility for “not changing” they have made a choice and a change.  It becomes a paradoxical intervention that by not changing, you are changing, and that allows people to change more quickly.  It is also solely based on their own choice so they feel more in control and empowered to make, or not make, the change that they feel is needed at that moment.

So, if you want to change, or don’t and can’t figure out why it is so hard to be content, step on into the Ego Pharmacy and see what happens!