我們常以為，幸福是一條直線、是一個早已安排好的結果。直到生命突然轉了彎，才發現出路不是被找到的，而是一步步走出來的。

每個人的生命歷程都不同，看待生命的價值觀也各自不同。我們都渴望回到相同的「家」，卻必須穿越不一樣的考驗。

我曾經歷過不快樂的成長階段，外人看來是「好命」，但在我換了生命的視窗之後，那些時光有了新的解讀。那時我看懂了一則道理：人必須先經歷遺忘，才能逐漸恢復記憶，或者在某個瞬間想起自己最初的心願。

回顧過去，我對快樂曾有深刻的疏離感。原來自己想要的，常與生命賦予我的形成強烈違和。後來才領悟：自己想要的，未必是自己需要的；而生命送來的，或許才是自己真正需要的。只是當時戴錯了眼鏡，誤解了世界。

身而為人，每天都在做決定：吃三餐是決定，不吃也是決定。最重要的不是做了什麼決定，而是能不能承受決定的結果。做決定的當下，心情平靜而且篤定，但當結果到來，爭執與不滿才會浮現：

不順遂，就不快樂；遇人不淑，就覺得世界虧待自己；感到世界與自己對立，就陷入不快樂。

 

看到不快樂的人，我常感到愛莫能助，他們無法承擔自己的決定，也無法面對眼前的困境。生命最真實的劇本就在於「承擔」，即便有人援手，最終還是要直面自己的不快樂。

求救不是錯，讓人協助也不是問題。關鍵在於：你在過程中是否投入自己的力量？你是否因困境解決而成長？

我從身體的視角看見：身體出狀況時，不是不能求救，而是不能永遠依賴外界。要讓身體有機會承擔，因為它願意吃苦，也有能力承擔。

我們的成長過程，確實仰賴過前輩引導、團體支撐，但最終的道路只能留下自己的腳印。結果如何，都是自己要背負的。

總是有人幫忙，總是有人善後，卻也因此總是無法學會獨立承擔，甚至習慣把責任推給他人。最後呈現出來的，就是不快樂。

不快樂是一種喪失：失去解決問題的能力，也失去解決問題的誠意。最不快樂的人，往往也缺乏幫助他人解決問題的意願。

醫藥的進步，有一個巨大的副作用：它讓人失去為自己健康負責的動力，進一步連生命的承擔也丟掉了，甚至喪失為自己生命品質奮鬥的勇氣。

 

我們都看過「一人生病，全家瘋狂」的情景。若你是生病的當事人，身處這場勞師動眾的中心，除了感到打擾親友，心底可能還會生出更深的反思。

細看糖尿病、癌症、失智症如何改變一個家庭的生活品質：一邊是無法自理的病人，一邊是被迫承擔的陪伴者。有人長期失去了承擔，有人被迫承擔，也有人甘願承擔。

承擔不是今天才失去的，而是早早就被自己放棄。身體也不是今天才發難，而是早就拉響警報，只是沒被看見。

活得好不好，快不快樂，並非一時的狀態，而是成長過程中有沒有學會親力親為，有沒有接受獨立承擔的教育。

我曾經處在不快樂的深淵，雖然有負責任的內在，卻缺乏獨立承擔的訓練，因為家人為我預備好一切，因為我的成長背景是「萬事具備，只缺成功」。

直到我成為喚醒覺知的養生教練，協助別人轉彎，看見生命的真諦，也在推廣「身體之道」的過程中體驗助人的喜悅。

 

孤獨是生命的底色，卻不是生命的全部，也不是快樂的定義。孤獨必須靠「不孤獨」來支撐，才顯得有意義。

斷食教會我看懂孤獨；斷食團體教會我看懂生命。在遠離人造喧囂的生態裡，孤獨是一種回歸、一種覺悟，也是一種認清方向的狀態。

原來，孤獨本身就是一種承擔。它竟然是連結快樂的橋樑，從學會獨立承擔，到願意幫助他人承擔，這就是找到生命出口的路徑。

我曾在追逐財富的教育裡迷失，以為找到健康的正解才能得到快樂，卻意外發現：快樂才是健康的根基。

透過和身體和解，我找回了自信，也找回了承擔的勇氣。唯有和自己在一起，才能替快樂下定義；唯有親力親為，才能活出自己想要的人生。

 

在「凡事皆有出路」的領悟裡，我正迎接健康且有意義的餘生。

人生所呈現的不是一條沒有障礙的路，而是一條能讓自己學會承擔、學會獨立、學會快樂的路。

 

（凡事皆有出路）

 

Everything is Figureoutable

We often think that happiness is a straight line — a pre-arranged destination waiting for us. It isn’t until life suddenly turns a corner that we realize the way forward isn’t something to be found, but something to be walked, step by step.

Everyone’s life journey is different, as are their values and perspectives. We all long to return to the same “home,” yet each of us must pass through different trials.

I once went through an unhappy stage of life — one that others might have called “blessed.” But when I changed the lens through which I viewed life, those times took on a new meaning. I came to understand this: we must first experience forgetting before we can gradually recover our memory, or in a single instant, recall our original intention.

Looking back, I see how distant I once felt from happiness. What I thought I wanted was often in sharp conflict with what life was giving me. Later, I realized: what I wanted was not necessarily what I needed, and what life delivered might have been exactly what I truly needed — I had simply been wearing the wrong glasses and misread the world.

To be human is to decide, every day: eating three meals is a decision, not eating is also a decision. What matters most is not the decision itself but whether we can bear its consequences. In the moment of decision we may feel calm and certain, yet when the outcome arrives, conflict and dissatisfaction often emerge:
When life doesn’t go our way, we feel unhappy. When we meet the wrong people, we feel the world has wronged us. When we sense the world is against us, we fall into unhappiness.
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The Weight of Responsibility

When I see unhappy people, I often feel powerless — because they cannot bear the weight of their own decisions, nor face the difficulties before them. The truest script of life is about taking responsibility. Even if others lend a hand, we must eventually face our own unhappiness.

Seeking help is not wrong, nor is allowing others to assist you. The key question is: did you put your own strength into the process? Did you grow through the struggle?

From the body’s perspective, when something goes wrong, it is not that you cannot seek help — but you cannot rely on others forever. You must give the body a chance to take responsibility, because it is willing to bear pain, and it is capable of carrying it.

In growing up, we do rely on mentors and the support of groups. Yet in the end, the road must hold our own footprints. Whatever the outcome, we must carry it ourselves.

When help is always given, when someone always cleans up the mess, we may never learn to stand on our own. We may even get used to pushing responsibility away. The result is always the same: unhappiness.

Unhappiness is a form of loss — a loss of the ability and willingness to solve problems. Those who are most unhappy are often the least willing to help others solve theirs.

Ironically, one of the great side effects of medical progress is that it has made many people lose the motivation to take responsibility for their own health. And once that is lost, the willingness to fight for their own quality of life is often lost as well.
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The Cost of Losing Responsibility

We have all seen the scene: “One person gets sick, the whole family goes crazy.”

If you are the patient at the center of such turmoil, you may not only feel guilty for troubling your loved ones but also begin to reflect more deeply.

Look closely at how diabetes, cancer, or dementia change a family’s quality of life. On one side is a patient who can no longer care for themselves; on the other is a companion forced — or choosing — to carry the burden.

Responsibility is not something lost overnight; it is something many surrendered long ago. And the body doesn’t suddenly rebel; it has been sounding alarms for years, simply unheard.

To live well and to be happy are not momentary states but the result of having learned — or not learned — to take action with our own hands, to take on life with independence.

I once stood on the edge of the abyss of unhappiness. Though I had a sense of duty, I lacked the training to carry my own weight. My family had prepared everything for me. I grew up in a world where “everything was ready — except success.”

It was not until I became a health coach — a guide helping others to awaken — that I learned to turn corners myself, saw the true meaning of life, and discovered the joy of helping others.
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Loneliness as a Teacher

Loneliness is the background color of life, but not its entirety, and not the definition of happiness. Loneliness must be held up by moments of connection in order to become meaningful.

Fasting taught me how to understand loneliness. A fasting community taught me how to understand life. Away from man-made noise, loneliness became a return, an awakening, and a way of recognizing the path ahead.

Loneliness, I discovered, is itself a form of taking responsibility. It is the bridge that leads to happiness: from learning to stand on our own, to becoming willing to help others stand on their own — this is the path that leads us out of life’s dead ends.

I once lost myself in the education of wealth, thinking that solving health was the way to happiness — but unexpectedly discovered that happiness is the root of health.

Through making peace with my body, I found my confidence again. I found the courage to take responsibility. Only by being with myself can I define what happiness means. Only by doing things with my own hands can I live the life I truly want.
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In this realization that “everything is figureoutable,” I am welcoming a future that is both healthy and meaningful.

Life does not offer us a road without obstacles, but rather a road that teaches us to bear, to stand on our own, and to discover joy. That road is the one that leads us home.