About how we become who we are, and how we perceive ourselves and others to be.

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Identity development

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Part of our earliest confusion about believing external authorities, rather than our own internal wisdom, comes from the fact that we can’t, as babies, question the authority of those who hold up the ‘mirrors’ in which we see our ‘selves’ reflected.

How do you use your freedom?

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We imagine ourselves trapped, unfree, unable to direct our lives. We sit like caged birds; the door is wide open but we have forgotten how to fly. But I assure you that those who are truly, physically unfree at this point in time, will tell you exactly what they would with their freedom

Neither here nor there

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I don’t belong yet I don’t care because I am neither Here, nor there.

Cosmic Interference

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The trick is to know when to take up the oars in our little rowing boat that’s bobbing up and down on the river, and when to let it drift along with the tide. So often we fail to enjoy the ride for what it is. We think it should be smoother, fairer, more exciting, less painful. Or we want the ride that someone else is having. And of course we want our children to have the best ride possible. We drag things from the river bank and load them into our boat, instead of just noticing them and not weighing down our boat to the point of sinking.

Monkey Reasoning

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Rather than clamour for the same, we should explore what our unique need is, and clamour for that. What is bananas to one, is peanuts to another and what seemed to be less attention for me, was the care and love that was more needed by the other

River Erotica

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While cheeky geese just squawk and cry, the gentle swans sail idly by. With grace and power in their wings, these mighty warriors, these water kings.

Self love and self doubt

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If someone tells you, lovingly, that you think quite highly of yourself, is that a compliment or an insult? Isn't it okay to feel good about yourself and let that show? How complicated we've made things.

Lost in transition

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There will always be a period of transition, of being a little lost. Being lost in transition is part and parcel of the adventure.

The courage to fly again

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I know that I can fly again My fear has made me stronger than My courage ever could.