So, over 40+ years, my thinking has evolved, from Magic, to Motorcycles, to Mandelbrot, as it has passed from naive and wishful hoping, to power-based command & control ways of thinking, to socio-ecological complexity ways of thinking. And this takes us to the present, where an understanding of the direction the world is heading, leads…
Tag: meaning of life
71) Purpose — Part 3 — I hate you.
(Trigger Warning: all the triggers, seriously, don’t read this if you are not prepared to be upset.) If I met you on the street, or at a party, or in a class, or at a job, there is a very, very, very good chance that we would get along just fine. Or at least would…
70) Purpose — Part 2 — Why the Environmental Movement has Failed (so far) — Act III: Full Circle
The Environmental Movement HAS failed. Not entirely, of course. Changes have been made. Ideas have been planted and taken root. Species have been protected. Legislation has been passed. Global movements have arisen. But we have still failed. Because after all the progress, the passion, the tear gas, the signs and chants and songs and sit-ins…
69) Purpose — Part 2 — Why the Environmental Movement has Failed (so far) — Act II: Change or Die
“Change or die” I want to help make this world a better place. For you. For your future, and your loved ones’ futures. You and I might have different beliefs about how to get from “here” to “there”, from this current somewhat-troubled world to something better in the future. Or we might have identical beliefs,…
42) Afterbirth in a field: The answer to the question of life, the universe, and everything…
When I was a kid I never wanted to grow up, even though I did, but I was a kid so I did what kids did — dinosaurs video games bike rides and squids. A buddy and I, but often just I, would play and talk and walk all day, sit on couches, mess…
36) Jordan Peterson: Prologue – A personal note
To help guide your expectations of what we’ll explore in this series of posts: there are 8 key points of contention, and one point of agreement, that I’d like to raise. Here’s a Table of Contents. Prologue: (i.e., the part after the Table of Contents…) 🙂 Foreplay) Agreeing on freedom of speech: yayyy!!! Part 1)…
30) Hell: Epilogue
So, I thought this was a pretty good conversation to have. Hell, God, death, and all that jazz, opens into Wisdom, through the process of: Questioning. Learning. And remaining open to both. I believe “salvation” is found through you choosing, again and again, to open to uncertainty. That’s not all of it (and after all,…
29) Hell, Part 2
One dusty, hot day, I stood on the steps of the Temple of Athena, my eyes and mind wandering through the tourist chatter, laughing children, crying babies, clattering, snorting donkeys. I felt thousands of years slip by, and saw countless generations of people climb the steps I was standing on. I saw worshippers in Ancient…
28) Hell, Part 1
Have you ever struggled with the thought of Hell? Has it ever given you nightmares? Kept you up at night? Made you feel guilty about something or other you’ve decided to do with your life? Do you remember what it was like when you first heard about Hell? For me, running into Hell was a…
24) Y/Y
Two old friends meet on a riverbank one day. One paces, one sits, watching the water. They do this every year. They have become famous in the local area. Their arguments are legendary. People think they hate each other. Most believe one will eventually kill the other and be done with it. Every year, people…
21) Gratitude Day 2: Humour
I’m grateful for humour. It’s a big part of why hanging out with people is rewarding. It bonds us, lets us step back from hardship for a few moments, brings perspective in the midst of despair, and sometimes, at its best, can build bridges across divides. And it’s just….fun! (Of course, it can also further…
17) The larks, still bravely singing
I don’t remember her name; I should pay more attention to details like that. But I remember her eyes. They were a brilliant blue, beautiful. Kind, and warm. I could have imagined falling in love looking into those eyes. We were sitting beside each other, randomly, at my kids’ Remembrance Day Concert. The woman had…
15) Seize the Carp!!
Walking down the street, one of the last sunny fall days. The higher-pitch of a voice that has only been in use less than eleven years bounces up. “Do you….do you ever think about….?” Pause. I lean in, as this seems important. We continue walking…..leaves skittering…. “Do you ever think about how today only happens…