I never was much for possessions. I was always trying to unload them, simplify my life by lightening the load. Long before that zen-like simplicity thing became trendy I had a flat with one couch, one table, two chairs, a bed and a chest of drawers. Once in a while I’d buy flowers for the table.
I have been co-operating in various mass retrievals situations for many years, being initially inspired by the detailed accounts related in the books of Bruce Moen, although I’d heard tell of such things elsewhere. I went from simple one-on-one situations to ever more complex challenges.
You might be surprised, but I am just as prone to those middle-of-the-night negative thoughts and projections as anyone I have met or counselled. Extended periods of relative enlightenment and perceived multidimensionality do not preclude that dive into the deeps of vaguely threatening shadows.
Are we genuinely as happy as our perfect online life appears to be? Or are we living in a world of lonely people trying to fill the void with virtual applause?