One of the issues I perceive with substance abuse is the machismo associated with it. Getting hammered/lashed/bladdered/stoned or otherwise chemically adjusted is identified with manhood, especially when it’s done in a group. On a lads’ night out it’s acceptable to poison yourself and to lose responsibility for your actions in the name of entertainment. . . . → Read More: ONE STEP BEYOND
Our commonalities are such that it’s easy to forget how different we can be.
Speaking with others, we gather evidence about the world, and sort it into the particular categories that enable us to make sense of things our way.
It’s only when we meet someone whose sense of how things are is radically . . . → Read More: LANDSCAPES, JOURNEYS
A friend called recently, and seemed to ascribe a lot of recent bad luck to having bought a particular car. Well, maybe. More likely, his actions had delivered consequences he didn’t like. But that involved pointing the finger of blame at himself, which he was unwilling to do. Any more of that, and the . . . → Read More: CAUSE AND EFFECT, AND OTHER UNLIKELY STORIES
It’s been a while, hasn’t it?
You see, I needed some time away. Not something I planned, the result of a visioning process or some strategy. No, I was responding to a feeling that something wasn’t right. And whatever that was, connects with the fact that I don’t describe myself as a coach as . . . → Read More: JUST A STEP AWAY
If you were asked, would you say that a human being is like something that can be programmed, or is the experience of being human more akin to a story? You can doubtless tell by the way I’ve articulated that question that I veer towards the latter. And I’d like to think that is’s . . . → Read More: ATTEN-SHUN
I was with some people I’ve been getting to know recently. Two of us were by a drinks machine, and the woman from the group got vaguely excited and implied that I’d be wanting one. There was something simple and sweet about this: for whatever reason, she associates me with cups of coffee, and . . . → Read More: BEND LIKE THE WILLOW
When did you last read a comic? And was it a funny one you read with a child? A serious graphic novel recommended in a Sunday supplement? A superhero yarn you bought by reflex action?
Comics fascinate me, and have done for most of my life. There’s something about the combination of word and . . . → Read More: WAYS BEYOND LANGUAGE TO GET WAY BEYOND LANGUAGE
The most radiantly alive person I’ve spent time with recently is a woman with terminal bone cancer. She revealed this within ten minutes of meeting, at which point she’d already dazzled me with her ebullience and sheer zest for life. She was in her skin in a way that few people are. Maybe it’s . . . → Read More: R.E.S.P.E.C.T.