Out of the Mouths of Babes (or, My Struggle With Self-Induced Nausea)

I had just pushed the cart carrying my laundry baskets through the front door when it happened. My brain had been juggling the residual thoughts of my two private practice appointments from earlier in the evening, chores that needed completing and, of course, writing ideas. Somehow I suddenly thought of the question a friend had asked me over the weekend during a conversation about college studies.

“So, do you have a favorite philosopher?” he had inquired, referring to my major. Continue reading “Out of the Mouths of Babes (or, My Struggle With Self-Induced Nausea)”

One Day At A Time

Learning has always been enjoyable for me. I like understanding why things are the way they are, although, to be honest, I’ve always been more drawn to the theoretical arguments as opposed to the practical ones. For instance, I don’t care very much about the ways that the hydraulics and various mechanical parts of an airplane work. I’d much rather have a discussion about the ethical uses of airplanes in warfare or why people need to fly in the first place. I generally approach machinery with my grandfather’s attitude: if it works, great. If not, you find someone to fix it.1

I’ve always wondered about deeper questions, though. What are we doing here? Why is there pain? Is there a God? Is there a right or a wrong way to live? Why is it important to treat people with respect? Does anything really matter, one way or the other?  Continue reading “One Day At A Time”

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