WE DON'T THINK THOUGHTS
We are travelling through them
Haec Cogitate - βππ©πͺπ―π¬ π°π― π΅π©π¦π΄π¦ π΅π©πͺπ―π¨π΄β (my primary school motto - which never left me)
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We are travelling through them
(UK, September 2024) The title of this piece are the words which jumped out from me when watching a podcast where a chap called Sadhguru was on.
We are many of us extremely familiar with those things which folk have to do which form a key part of basic mental health β e.g.
Photo by T.R Photography πΈ on Unsplash They spend their lives taking your tears away - only to give them back to you in one go. We will almost all of us experience the passing of family members. But whatβs not talked about quite as much is the passing of a dog. A family close to us recently lost their dog - a labrador which got to a ripe old age. The family group message was: βBailey ate his lastβ¦
I was reading Helen Russellβs The Year of Living Danishly (an excellent audiobook by the way - read beautifully and humourously by the author herself) and it jogged within me a very familiar envy - that of beholding those who have βmoved countryβ and started new lives somewhere.
How many funerals have you been to?
Important note - this is a philosophical piece, not medical!
Itβs the new health mantra isnβt it?
Imagine for a moment that you find yourself waking up in a strange and magical place.

Rarely do we get to witness (notice) geography at work like this