My poor wife has been person zero in my continued commitment to discovering who I am and what the world could be like without the confines of survival mode. Turns out that much of the time I’m like a kid who has had far too much sugar… I’m talking. A lot. About whatever I’m reading or thinking at any given moment. I keep asking Gwennie if I’m boring her, and she gives me the oddest…
In today’s AI Adventures, I fed ChatGPT4 an article summary created by another AI tool, Perplexity. Perplexity does a great job with summarizing, is available right from any page I’m reading, and is a great tool for research and understanding. You can use it to ask questions about the source page you are on as well. Like all AI tools, the better the prompt (“summarize and include bullet points for the main talking points”), the…
Late Autumn: when the air turns crisp and the leaves turn from soft greens into sharp reds and fall from limbs to land. After the first frost hits, I move through the world with far more tenderness, more tears, more depth. Despite having grown up in Florida, this time of year feels like a homecoming. And a graduation. As if all of the efforts propelling forward with the first buds of spring and blooming in…
Little Miss Figgy Withit is having a growth spurt. At 6″ tall at the tip of her one and only leaf when she arrived in our mailbox, she shrunk a little within a few days. The leaf, dry and crisp, fell, and suddenly our little fig tree was bare. A sign of hope, however: one tiny green nodule about halfway up. And within a day, another where the leave once was. Less than one week…
Introduction This project will not be linear. It will likely not make sense at points. It began (creatively) ten years ago and (personally) when I was nine years old and discovered that the family I had grown up in was not my family of origin. Writing about adoption has been a very unpredictable tide in my life. Sometimes I get close to the shore, and others I’m pulled out to sea. The spirit of this…
Sometimes when I’m struggling with less than stellar mental health, I hear a gentle voice talking me through it. Usually, a simple sentence or two nudges me enough to break out of the mental loop. Over the years, I’ve tried to capture those words. The final section of the Look Here document, titled Remember, is a collection of those messages. When I’m struggling, I’ll read them as part of the Look Here exercise. Occasionally,…
At first, I had the Trinity: three habits I treated with a sanctity warranted by the level of importance to my life. Write Read Spend time in nature Then I had the Core Four: Connect with others The list grew from the Sacred Seven to 11 to 12 to 15. I relied heavily on routines to accommodate the increasing behaviors I wanted to integrate into each day. My mornings were synchronized to an app designed…
When environment activism took root in the 70s, one framework it created was the Three Rs: Reduce, Reuse, Recycle. Those three words and the iconic three-arrow symbol became ubiquitous and contributed to a cultural shift. Albeit in the reverse order of what was presented. Folks focused on recycle and often skipped the first two. To be clear, it isn’t that recycling and reusing didn’t exist prior to the 70s. The ethos of repairing and repurposing has always…
Harry has kidney disease. He is still eating. Still running around with joy. Super loving. He is also turning into skin and bones right before our eyes. He is so skinny. And thirsty. The vet says he could have two months or two years; hard to know how it will progress. He turned 14 this year, and I was hoping (but knowing otherwise) for him to make it to 20. Or 100. You know, whichever.…
The Look Here file was initially created because my perceptions can be unreliable when I’m struggling with mental health issues. I need an outside influence to tether me to reality when I can’t trust my own brain to do so. And it needs to be something specific to what happens in my world when things are starting to untether. The tool needs to be available 24/7, so it can not strictly rely on talking to…