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General reflections and journal entries.
We each inhabit a reality that no other person can fully enter. Yet how often do we expect others to know our burdens, our thoughts, and our needs without ever speaking them? An ordinary morning at a coffee shop became an unexpected lesson in pride, compassion, and the mystery of another person's inner world.
Every artist knows the frustration of seeing an idea diminish as it reaches the page. Perhaps people are no different. Before judging another's words or actions, we might first ask a quieter question: What are they trying to express?
A small bird flew into my home by mistake. What began as an ordinary encounter soon revealed something far less ordinary: how quickly I judged what I did not expect, and how easily compassion disappears when beauty gives way to decay.
Imagining the certainty of death led me to an unexpected realization. It was not death itself that brought calm, but the disappearance of everything that had distracted me from living.
Watching a family of sparrows outside my window became an invitation to imagine a world I will never truly know. Perhaps visualization is not merely preparation, but one of our deepest paths toward empathy.
During a walk that I had little desire to take became a quiet reminder of how easily beauty returns when we allow ourselves to pay attention. Sometimes the smallest sensations are enough to change the character of a day.
The disappearance of a young buck from a small patch of forest becomes a meditation on fear, change, and the life that quietly carries both deer and man forward.
What if creation was never merely an act of power, but an expression of necessity? This reflection explores the ancient idea of humanity being created in the image of God—not as a theological conclusion, but as an invitation to contemplate creativity, longing, and self-discovery. If our impulse to create reflects something of the divine, perhaps the search for meaning is woven into the fabric of existence itself.
Structural plasticity in the hippocampus of squirrels It was mentioned to me that some squirrels actually have an increase in volume of the brain during the winter months. They do have this change primarily in the hippocampus which is responsible…
Chess is an interesting game, a fun game and a challenging game. Many are familiar with this ancient game with 64 squares, 32 pieces and an almost infinite number of possible matches that can take place. There is a saying…
