Don’t explain your philosophy. Embody it.

[Please note: This is a repost of a post published in April 2014. I love this old post. I loved it when I wrote it. I remember writing it and feeling very pleased with myself about it. I don't often allow myself the luxury of feeling pleased with myself,  or about something I've done (there's... Continue Reading →


Neurophilosophy by Scott Williams – clinical therapist, life learner, storyteller

My wife and I had an argument. It took me some time to realize that I had absolutely no idea what she was talking about. I know I’m a man and that is typically how we define normal, but his was different. I mean, I understood the words, even in proper order, but I couldn’t […]... Continue Reading →

Are You Asking the Right Questions

For as long as I have known myself, and been aware of a self of who to know and to get to know, there has been one consistent question I have asked of myself and tried to answer, and find the answer to (often everywhere but where the answer was actually located - within the... Continue Reading →

Things My Father Taught Me

My father died a few years ago... which was a bit of a surprise because he had been so convinced of his immortality that I'd begun to suspect he might be right about it, and wasn't as mad as he often sounded and seemed. While it was improbable, some improbable things do happen (the world... Continue Reading →

Who Are You and For What Are You Searching

It's that time of year... whatever this time of year means to and for you. For a lot of people this is a time when we review what we've gained and what we've lost, what went right and what went wrong, what is coming together and what is falling apart... and maybe wonder WTF happened... Continue Reading →

What a Trite Truism that is!

Someone recently said something in my general direction sort of in reply to something which I had said in their general direction which made me... Stop! And think about what you're trying to do to me! . . Because me is always there... your me, my me, his me, her me, our me... army!?! Anyway... Continue Reading →

The Thinky Pain of Mars in Scorpio

. “That’s the big challenge of life—to chisel disappointment into wisdom so people respect you and you don’t annoy your friends with your whining.” ― Marc Maron . Have you ever met (and I'm using the concept of meeting very loosely) someone who made you do a double take and say to yourself - Omg,... Continue Reading →

What Do Narcissists Want?

If you strip away from narcissists all the accessories which people (who consider themselves not to be narcissists) give them, labels such as evil, monster, toxic, manipulative, Machiavellian, vampire, walking dead after your brain juice, etc,  you may actually be horrified to find someone who is a person that is not unlike you in their... Continue Reading →

Paint it White

. “I've been making a list of the things they don't teach you at school. They don't teach you how to love somebody. They don't teach you how to be famous. They don't teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don't teach you how to walk away from someone you... Continue Reading →

I Don’t Know Who I Am Anymore

For as long as I have known myself, been aware of something, someone, known as myself, I have gone through periods of not being certain who I was referring to when I used the terms 'me, myself and I'. . . When this first happened I probably didn't think there was anything unusual about it,... Continue Reading →

How do you catch a snake in the house

I'm not asking about a symbolic snake, I'm not inquiring into how to catch a human being 'a snake' in your life (house), or how to catch those psyche snakes which slither inside of you causing you slide down chutes into the murky and complex depths of your issues (although I was thinking about something... Continue Reading →

It’s Just Not Fair! – a short story about Saturn square Sun

Do you have a sense of what is fair and what is unfair? Do others agree with you about this? If they agree with you... is that fair? Let me put it another way, which may seem unfair as I may appear to be changing the rules or something like that... How does it feel... Continue Reading →

Unfinished Business in the Underworld

. “I love you. I hate you. I like you. I hate you. I love you. I think you’re stupid. I think you’re a loser. I think you’re wonderful. I want to be with you. I don’t want to be with you. I would never date you. I hate you. I love you….. I think... Continue Reading →

Kissing Bottom

What does - Kissing Bottom - mean to you? If you're here, reading this, it must mean something to you... or maybe you're just curious about what it means to me... as what it means to me may give you something which means something to you. Perhaps you're hoping to compare yourself favourably to me...... Continue Reading →

Going Off the Beaten Track

You're walking along a road and suddenly you come to a crossroads, okay, it wasn't that sudden, you saw it long before you got to it and were probably thinking about the problems it posed before you had to actually deal with the problem it would confront you with when you finally reached it... one... Continue Reading →

Who is Your Personal Rain Cloud?

. "All he knew was that his working days were miserable and he had a succession of lousy holidays. All the clouds knew was that they loved him and wanted to be near him, to cherish him, and to water him.” ― Douglas Adams . My apologies to all those drivers who had to navigate... Continue Reading →

The Butterfly Monologue

. “The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough.” ― Rabindranath Tagore . Diary entry day 1: After a long season of arduous work, it is finally time to balance the scales. I have found a most pleasing piece of real estate for my hibernation. This year I chose not to go... Continue Reading →

The Master of the Why

Why? Why did I say that? Why did I do that? Why did I say that when I could have said this instead, I didn't want to say that so why did I say it, why didn't I say what I really wanted to say? Why did I do that when I didn't want to... Continue Reading →

The Element of Heat

That was cold! Was it? Well, it certainly felt that way. But you knew it was coming, so you were prepared for the gust of icy dismissal. Still, though, you're never really ready to feel it even when you know it's about to hit. . . “All morning I struggled with the sensation of stray... Continue Reading →

How do you know when you’re lying to yourself?

This post is inspired by the person who searched online for - psychological signs that your brain is trying to tell you you're being taken advantage of - and ended up on my blog, in the stats as a search term which caught my eye as I perused them to see what journeys you were... Continue Reading →

Where there are Humans…

. “Where there are humans, You'll find flies, And Buddhas.” ― Kobayashi Issa . One moment your life is a beach, and in the next it is a bitch. You shouldn't say that! - someone says, (which bit shouldn't I have said? I can guess but I might be wrong as I was wrong to... Continue Reading →

The Daughter of Deep Silence

. “Deep vengeance is the daughter of deep silence.” ― Vittorio Alfieri . When you think of silence, Is it a place or an action filled with light or with dark? Is it peaceful, a space of solitary contemplation, a refuge from the word-filled storms of the world, a moment to yourself, private, secret... Is... Continue Reading →

I Ran… (and now I let my fingers do a walk of shame)

Do you want the long version or the short version? For those of you who have read my posts, you're probably wondering if I even know what a short version is. Yes, I do... (I was tempted to end this post here, and do a runner) it's just not something I do on my blog.... Continue Reading →

Love and the Narcissist’s Child

. Can you recall the moment that the concept of Love first became a conscious consideration for you? When did you start thinking about Love? When did you become aware that a certain sensation was a feeling called Love? And when did you begin conjuring up the image in your mind’s eye of the one... Continue Reading →

What Would You Like Me to Write About?

The other day I wrote a post about how blogs are people, how what you find on a blog reflects the person behind the blog who experiences all the ups, downs, and usual merry-go-round of being a human living life. I know that's obvious but sometimes the obvious gets obscured by... by what? By all... Continue Reading →

Blogs are People

We, the people... shouldn't that be... We are people... ? because we are people, aren't we? and the 'the' just sounds like... (a band name) . . something which separates us from who we are... together and apart... a typically human experience... disconnected even when connected... and that kind of connected disconnectedness leaks out... Continue Reading →

The Simple Charm of the Daisy

. “The splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not rob the little violet of it’s scent nor the daisy of its simple charm. If every tiny flower wanted to be a rose, spring would lose its loveliness.” ― Thérèse de Lisieux . Do you like to keep things simple or... Continue Reading →

The Sense of Being Heard

Every time I learn a life lesson, when it sinks in, penetrates my thick skull, works its ways through the pink labyrinth inside, and reaches the part of me which can rewire my system, albeit in a jerry-rigging manner, I inevitably find myself wondering why on earth I didn't understand it before... . “I've been... Continue Reading →

To find a form that accommodates the mess…

. “To find a form that accommodates the mess, that is the task of the artist now.” ― Samuel Beckett . Why do we like circles? Is it because we're made of them... whenever scientists show us what we're made of it always seems to involve circles... Why aren't we circular if we're made of... Continue Reading →

Christmas, Capricorns, Narcissists and New Year

It's that time of year... When the past and the future meet in the present... ... Okay, that happens all the time... ... However we're more mindful... (oh, mindfulness, you new trendy hot topic, and cashola source for some, made of fragments of old wisdom of the lived experience sewn into something more fashionable for... Continue Reading →

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