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This year with the ghoulish holiday’s arrival, I spent several hours talking to a male friend about the libidinal shadow side of our lives. He was quizzing me about the complexities of the feminine and I was enthralled to be in the company of masculine loquaciousness at its most transparent. Nearing dusk, I feel a…
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Underwater silence. I know the sound from being tethered to the bottom of a lake once but now it’s directly threatening. The rush of fear constricting my chest yanks the vagus nerve running up my neck. Too close to the reptilian connection that hearing has to survival, my amygdala gets defensive and rakes a dull…
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The time-aging hack: implement new and diverse experiences that feed into the brain’s thirst for a variety of images which it triggers its conflation of the pictures with increments of time. Today is my birthday so it won’t be a surprise that I’ve focused this post on aging and time. I feel anxiety about the…
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When I left South America the gates to the world were opened to a post-pandemic United States. I stepped off the plane with the intention of rediscovering my country. People were still socially distanced, an after-shock we all went through as we continued to engage in six feet of space between us. Whereas when I…
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Where do the Conscious and Unconscious Meet? It all begins with zero. I had a moment way back when my son was little and still sweet that epitomizes the gap between the basement and the ground floor level of awareness. We had just moved back to California when I reached this place I call Metaphysical Sublimity.…
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Age: Full Circle Here’s an aspect of my life that I am enjoying ouroborically. I’ve returned to media as a participant on the lens side of the camera again all these years later. This weekend we shot in Malibu. The ocean smelled of new plankton and fish eggs…maybe I imagined that last detail. Coming Soon…an…
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On Catching the Ephemeral with the “I”. As a writer I constantly get prompts from the exterior world that it might be worth my while to take my creative output seriously. I should keep notes, I hear from my muse. If I go for a walk, say, along the base of a mountain like last…
Auguste Hill 