On Crossing a River

In Essays, Self Improvement

As I mentioned in my previous essay, I recently visited a small sleepy town called Kampot, on the coast of Cambodia.

I was there for three days, and I used that time to think about the upcoming new year, and what goals I want to achieve.

I found the atmosphere in the country to be really conducive to deep thinking and reflection. The fact that one wakes up at 5.30 with the natural sounds of the morning and the sun, the fact that there are no background noises of cars, construction work, or actually anything, come to think of it.

I stayed in this beautiful place called Greenhouse, which is actually outside of Kampot, and is right on the river at the beginning of Bokor national park, which is a near-perfect setting.

I’ve never been comfortable swimming in lakes or rivers, or even venturing too far out at sea. I always think about the various things that could happen, and I don’t like the feeling that there might be twenty meters of water underneath me, and I don’t know what is down there.

I had been to Kampot before, and I had swam in the river, but I kept quite close to the bank, and I was also swimming with other people, and during the middle of the day, so things didn’t feel too bad.

So I was quite amazed when during this short holiday I swam across to the other side of the river, a distance of 150 to 200 meters, both early in the morning by myself, when there was no-one else around, and also in the pitch black night, with a friend.

Now, objectively speaking, there is very little that can happen while swimming across this river. There are no dangerous animals, the river is very calm, and the distance to the other side is something that I can comfortably swim without any problems.

So the real problem was in my mind.

As I stood for fifteen minutes looking at the river as the sun was rising, I just couldn’t get myself to jump in and swim to the other side, until I overcame this mental block.

The core issue, I found, is that I am afraid to die. I instantly felt quite disappointed. Here I am, completely blocked, when I am always thinking, reading, and writing about philosophical matters and trying to improve my life.

Here is the proof that I’m a fraud, that none of this training to be in control of myself is working.

Then I jumped in.

Action Vs Reflection

In theory, there is no difference between theory and practice. But, in practice, there is. Yogi Berra

What I found incredibly interesting is how much I managed to learn by applying what I have been learning in the past few years to something as simple as swimming across a river.

In twenty minutes of action, I had the equivalent of several weeks of reflection and studying. That point where I was exactly in the middle of a river in a third world country, with no-one around to see me, is where the test took place.

That’s when I knew that I had been making progress.

Of course, without my prior reflection and study of what is under our control, I would probably never have jumped in and swam across, so there is a huge amount of value in reflection, but only if it leads us to to take action, to apply philosophy to our lives.

Otherwise, we run the risk of being the equivalent of armchair generals, full of theory, but no real life experience of putting this theory into practice.

This idea of practical philosophy is embedded in many of the ancient Greek philosophies. That’s because many of the key figures who helped shape modern Western culture lived their lives in unstable political times, where tough action was often necessary.

Well, it may be all right in practice, but it will never work in theory. Warren Buffett

The idea that we should not be afraid to die is a strong one, but even a short amount of study on this topic will lead anyone to the conclusion that it is correct. By not being afraid to die, we free ourselves to live. Death is something that is part of the natural order of things, as so cannot be bad per se.

Sure, you might argue that someone dying in the prime of their life is a terrible thing, but then who ever claimed that everyone should live until they are one hundred?

To achieve the aim of Stoicism, a life of tranquility, we must be able to live in accordance to nature. The world as it is at the moment, is not a perfect place, and is unlikely to ever become one. You will be insulted by other people, you won’t get everything you want, you’ll get sick, you’ll have failure, and one day, you will die.

And you know what? That’s fine.


Again, this is another example of how taking the time to reflect on simple things in life, such as taking a cold shower, watching TV at four in the afternoon, or crossing a river, can lead us to insights about our own lives.

As always, thanks for taking the time to read.