Recovery, philosophy, mental health, things that interest me, and random poetry.
How do you build consensus when everyone else is wrong? It’s an enormous problem. It’s increasingly relevant these days, as pandemics rage and politicians argue over the correct courses of action while lives hang in the balance. My opinions are right of course, as are the opinions of those who agree with me. That should …
Continue reading When everyone else is wrong: going for win-win.
I don’t like being called an empath. I don’t like it a lot. I know it’s supposed to be complimentary but it makes me feel pretentious. The label makes me sound like I’m preternaturally gifted and while I fantasize about that possibility occasionally, I’ve come to accept I’m not magic. Hogwarts will not be calling. …
What is the soul? Is the soul you? If you is the soul, how does that work for an aetheist? What is their “you” made of? Is it just random electrical impulses that disperse after death? Which is not actually so different than what I believe happens to the soul, minus the dispersal. Is the …
I was feeling feral the other day. A little edgy, a little hypervigilant, a little thin-skinned, and a little aggressive. The word “feral” seemed to sum all that up which is why I threw it out in response to the “how are you” query made by an acquaintance. I knew I’d made a mistake when …
Continue reading A little bit feral: problems with perception.
I’m sucking a little at this whole “save the planet thing”. It’s not that I’m not on-board team “we’re headed for destruction”. I’m fully willing to believe scientists and my own eyes. Record global temperatures keep happening, month after month, year after year. The needle is creeping upward and this is not a good thing, …
I don’t feel young, I know that for sure. I remember what young feels like and this isn’t it. I don’t think I feel old either, although perhaps I do. Perhaps this is what old feels like? Perhaps there is no old. Perhaps there’s just evolution. No graduated stages of mental cognition. No aging over …
Late last month I received an exciting email. Someone from the website Love What Matters sent me a message. They’d liked some of the things I’d written, they said, and wondered if I would want to write something for them. I’m pretty sure Academy Award winners aren’t as thrilled. I love props. Especially when it’s …
Continue reading It’s lovely to be asked – a post about self-harm.
