I like calling them panic attacks.

We tend to sanitize the English language. Too much, in my humble opinion.
I understand the motivation. A great many terms have become pejorative.
Language that used to be acceptable but is blatantly derogatory, exclusionary, and discriminatory is no longer considered acceptable by the rank and file. There are hangers on, of course, but their use of antiquated and ugly terminology makes them easily identifiable…
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Seeing signs.

I’m not a believer in all things metaphysical but I’m not a non-believer, either.
I used to have a more developed spiritual side. I used to see God in the details. I looked for fairies under the mushrooms. I gave reverence to the moon and to her cycles. I was pretty sure I could feel people’s auras when I dowsed with my crystal pendulums.
But I stopped. I pulled back from my spiritual side and immersed myself in science and logic… Continue reading Seeing signs.