A few years ago, I decided to write a letter to my younger self, the child I was. I explained the difficulties he would face, encouraged him, gave adviceā¦ as if I actually had something to teach. Then, one day, with a very vivid image in my mind that I will remember for life, I…
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I was reading an earlier post in my blog that felt as it had been written by somebody else. A āpast meā that exists no more, not because I no longer subscribe my own opinions, but because the language and reasoning soundā¦ distant. I look at my hands typing. Are they mine? They belong to…
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We humans love placing limits on everything. It helps us define reality, contain it, assimilate it. It gives us a minimum sense of control in an ever-changing world. Placing limits is our way of clinging to a rock in the middle of a sea storm. Itās the same reason why we build houses, to find…
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There is always something that is not right. If only it was a little bit cooler, if only that plastic bag was not spoiling this perfect view, if only that noisy chatterbox would shut up in the table behind us. We have an eye for imperfections, a capacity to identify that which is amiss and…
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Our knowledge is stored in memory, classified, at least partially interpreted and ready to be used to predict future outcomes. But how do we know that there is something we donāt know, that something is missing? I know the basics of how a car engine works, but I ignore the details. I am aware of…
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Sometimes we fantasise how it would feel to live in a world full of elves, trolls, fairies, giants, hobbits, unicorns and, of course, dragons. We see ourselves drifting towards that realm of fantasy, which we idealise as a much better world than our own. More suited for our spirit. But if we had been living…
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It seems to me that most gods in the different mythologies are quite childish. If they donāt get their way, they release their wrath. I am guessing they never got ānoā for an answer. What did they want all that power for? They were bored and lacked a purpose. I wonder if they created men…
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There was a moment a few years ago when I stopped defending from the world. When I understood my aim was not to look for a more appropriate place, different from this one, but to fuse myself with this world to which I belong. To be one with it, accepting life as a permanently changing…
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I recently finished watching the fourth season of The Crown. Throughout the series, the characters explain how the Crown and the elected Government represent the two sides of power. One side that is changeable, works hands-on, gets dirty and suffers the blame, and another side that is eternal, idealised, immaculate, almost magical. There comes a…
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And who am I? This question fills me with a kind of emptiness, as if highlighting whatās missing, rather than whatās present. The void. The nothingness that accompanies the lack of answers. The void has been with me since my early childhood, draining energy, will, and light. I tried to escape from it, to bury…
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It is interesting that āwantā (the noun) means āa lack or deficiency of somethingā. I guess, āto wantā would mean to experience this lack or deficiency. To want is to feel a void.
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The Introverted Tree 