Let’s be honest — when was the last time you felt not enough? At some point, we’ve all looked in the mirror or scrolled through social media and thought…
Category: Passions and Interests
No one size fits all
With Halloween out of the way and only two months left in the year, I can’t help but think… We live in a world obsessed with templates and predefined paths. But growth doesn’t come from…
The trouble with Turning Pro
This is not about taking sides in the “amateur” versus “pro” debate. This is about a highly praised book in the creative world that I recently picked up. The author, Steven Pressfield, is no stranger…
Paris, Texas: How fear turns love into loss
I watched Paris, Texas (1984) last week at North Park Theatre. Directed by Wim Wenders, it’s a classic of independent cinema, known for its haunting visuals, slow, contemplative storytelling, and Ry Cooder’s…
Defying stereotypes of ageism
As time passes, day after day, society begins labeling us—shifting us from one category to the next. Then one day we may find ourselves in our mid-60s, with words like “old” and…
Pain and the conflict of values
We’re often told to “stay true to yourself.” But honestly, what does that really mean? And how do we even begin to figure it out? Here’s the perfect example. We just celebrated the 4th of July…
From then to now: The neurodivergent way of being
I remember when I was a child, my father often told me that I was a Type A personality. I was active, curious, talkative, intense. That’s just how I was and no one tried to “fix” me…
Watch your step: The “fun” side of language
“Watch your step” seems clear enough. But what if it’s a metaphor? Or maybe not? Is it a warning about a wet floor, or a gentle nudge to be careful with what we say or do…
Call for Research Participants
Title of Research: Therapy, Self-Help, or Coaching: Lived Experiences of Depression and Overcoming Depression in Mid to Late Adulthood. We are seeking participants for a qualitative research study…
I am only human: The art of being uncomfortable
May Day is becoming a memory… Looking back on Rhinoceritis in the Making, after the imaginary curtain falls and I’m left alone with myself, I keep reflecting on the lessons learned that…