My Anima lurks in the safety of the dark. That makes me an easy prey, so to say. Again and again..
I think the human’s psyche is similar to the nature of the Universe. They have things in common – both are being deep, evolving and full of potential. I guess it’s not wrong to say that both are made up of intriguing enigmas. It’s indeed mind-boggling.
Open-minded and reflective towards my own life and that of others. I usually see the upside of life, but I’m also very concerned about personal issues and those of our world. I’m… Yes, we are, interdependent. I hope that you’ll get something out of my musings, or at least are entertained. The77snk’s blog is in one form or another always under construction. Feel free to comment on the posts or contact me. I won’t bite! Thanks, and now enjoy clicking around.
Some of my ideas, views, inputs, and insights. Resulting from my personal evolution through the course of life.
Yes, that’s me on the pic.
I want to dance the dance of life.
A seeker with no destination. However, destiny keeps throwing cards to me and thus shows the way.
Do you know another planet where you could live? In the age of the anthropocene this is a crucial question.
One of my deepest convictions is that we humans must strive for a deep understanding of each other and be much more supportive for one another. Can there really be no human community without war? Maybe one day future generations will ask: How could there have been war in the world?” Well, I know it sounds quite utopian. Anyway, I choose to believe that things can change. We know that change is one of the main features of today’s world. It is important to understand that this planet is common home for all of us and that we are dependent on each other. It is time to refresh our mentalities, and to adapt ourselves to changes and new facts. So that as citizens of Earth we can live and act in this complex environment and the diversity that is arising from this world.
I perceive the World just like you do. Yet, our minds will show us something different.
This is a note for you and for me: A heart is as fragile as the flowers that grow in it. Let’s be aware of this. Let’s tell each other when the flowers start to wilt. Every heart and the flowers in it are made of the same stuff. It’s only us who keep forgetting this simple truth of life.
Imperfect! Yes, I’m, and I always will be. And so will my surrounding never match the utopian standards. Nevertheless, I can’t be hindered in trying to do things better. Imperfection keeps me learning, and sometimes it turns into beauty.
This blog is written by a non-native speaker. Linguistically accident-prone!
I live in a suburb of a rather small but well-known city in Switzerland. My life story is 41 years old by now. I’m interested in quite a few topics but tend to get easily distracted. I do like to associate things. Thus, I don’t manage to cover one matter in-depth. I guess that’s just the way I’m. Currently, I’m trying to figure out what living authentically means to me. I hope this helps me to get an enhanced feel for my being. It’s about getting to know myself better, becoming aware of things that I like to avoid out or are suppressed in subconsciousness. I’d like to understand more. Yes, I’m seeking indeed!
This blog gives me a chance to express myself – and to create a scope for hope, understanding & reflection.
To be deeply rooted in oneself, with a sense of authenticity and the courage to live. So that the self shows itself by shining through the personality. What a precious gift! Truly worth striving for.
During my early twenties, a sort of massive turmoil took place in my psyche. It was the onset of a psychotic period that has been followed by several other episodes. In the course of time, it began to mix with a Bipolar Disorder. Ultimately my condition did match the criteria for the diagnosis of a Schizoaffective Disorder. I’ve accepted what has happened. In a way I think of it as a valuable life experience in spite of the rough times I went through and the fact that my life story was close to ending far too early. More than seven years have passed since the last hospitalization. I can’t possibly know if it was for the last time. It doesn’t matter so much, yet I hope to move on. Psychoses remain to me a part of the deeper mystery of the human mind. I think there’s much more to it than mere illness. However, we live in a time in which such conditions are largely seen as just that by many people. I reckon, in order to change that, a huge shift would be needed in how we deal with the poles of health and illness and the whole spectrum in between. I think that the way I’m pondering about psychoses matters and helps me to grow as a person.
Life is a journey into the unknown. Bon
voyage! Live long and prosper.