Ashes to ashes, dust to dust I wonder if, in days of old, we were as concerned about legacy and “leaving a mark” as we are now. I suppose, in a way, the obsession with sons and the family name is a type of that. Donald Trump is an example of this trend, of this desperate desire to secure a legacy in the face of … Continue reading What We Leave Behind When We Go – an off-the-cuff joint
I have good instincts when it comes to people. Would that I had listened to them for much of my life. I think my good instincts are partly due to being neurodivergent. I’m HSP – a highly sensitive person. We take in a lot of information from the world around us. It’s less useful than you might imagine, especially if you don’t lean towards manipulations. … Continue reading Instincts and Boundaries Are A Great Match
I very rarely meet books I don’t like. I can usually find something of value between two covers. Unless the content is deliberately ugly, some piece of nastiness designed to lower the state of discourse and human society, in which case I tend to judge and condemn without cracking the spine. I don’t need to eat worms to know I won’t enjoy the experience. As … Continue reading Rereading is friendship and inspiration.
“Gifted” is mostly practice I find it odd when people use the phrase “gifted,” because what they’re labelling as “talent” is most often the result of hard work. Talent is nice, sure, but without training in the area of interest, it’s also fairly useless. The “talented” label also denies the work people put in. This is not to say that there isn’t a very tiny … Continue reading Instinct is a skill.
From Famine to Feast 