By far the biggest difficult I’ve had with actualism is the part that is the most important - feeling good. It’s quite a weird instruction to give someone “just feel good”. Makes it sound very simple and then in practice, it seems nigh on impossible.
You can do so much towards actualism without the feeling good part. You can really spin your wheels and live in total confusion - warping your experience and dismantling identity without a stable feeling good for it to all make sense and validate itself as a method. I’ve never given up though, which I think is important. I have experienced so much failure and yet always been awake or open to how I might be going wrong. It has helped so much having actually free people to look to as evidence that it’s possible.
Lately, feeling good is becoming like pressing a button on an oxygen tank. It has taken a damn long time to find any sort of button, but yet here it is, for anyone to find. It’s coming in waves, sometimes feeling good is dripping through, sometimes it’s like a flood. It’s so simple and yet it was so confusing to know what to do.
Feeling good does not come from my environment. In fact there is almost no correlation! I have learnt that lesson well and truly. You can feel good trapped on a plane or feel bad on a tropical island. You can feel good when a waitress scowls at you or feel bad whilst cuddling someone. What makes the difference to experience is if I’m pressing this hidden button in the psyche, which is a genuine emotional appreciation for this moment in time, no matter what is happening. It’s a hard button to find because you only experience the positive effects once you’ve pressed it. And furthermore, it’s not an actual button - that’s just a metaphor. The more you give to it, the more it gives back. But you have to make the first move rather than stand on your own tail.
So you can be sitting there feeling bad, and wanting to feel good, and just get absolutely nowhere. And maybe even get yourself feeling worse. It has taken a lot of determination to go through that, at times, gruelling and desperate process of figuring out what to do. Also, my way of doing things has been intense and cut-throat. Just basically giving up on family, friends, social life, exercise etc as crutches. Dismantling identity when I didn’t feel good yet. Basically going all in, in the hope that intensity would make the process work - but guess what - it didn’t, it just made me stressed and panicked all the time. I don’t recommend my approach but it’s just what I did, based on how I’ve “achieved” other things.
You really need to have a stable feeling good to make the process carefree, easy, fun and frankly, for the process to even work. Otherwise you might just get lost in being attentive, being rational/logical, being detached/repressed, and all the while having to deal with new feelings of despair, loneliness, fatigue, confusion etc etc, as well as the malicious and sorrowful behaviours those feelings create. All the while berating oneself for not figuring it out.
I think oxygen is an apt metaphor for feeling good. Once you have it you realise how little you had before - it’s so benevolent - like a restorative balsam. A lifetime of upset healed at once, and with enough left over for everybody to have. It’s a very simple thing and once it’s accessible it makes you realise how bizarre it is that people don’t feel good already. And how long one has spent not feeling good in the past. It really need not be the case!
It’s so simple.