
I am re-reading Man’s Search for Meaning, by Victor Frankl, for a book group. A nugget from yesterday’s reading got me thinking about my past. One way to look at the past is to see missed opportunities, and regret lost youthfulness. Frankl instead suggests that we see each past page torn from our daily calendar gathering in a big pile. And on the pages there are notes of things we have accomplished, people we have loved, experiences we have had, and distresses we have bravely met.
Today I am focusing on this way of viewing the past. My natural inclination is to see lost opportunities and perceived unrealized potential, and feel sadness about them. To look at the lives of others, and think, “If only I had….” But today, when those thoughts emerge, I am reminding myself of all the little things that I have done and made and all the experiences I have had. I am thinking back on all the love I have given and received. And I am remembering all the suffering that I have faced without drowning, and sometimes even transformed into something lovely along the way.
I tend to compare myself to an ideal, and judge my past actions as if some perfect person were making the choices and acting. But that is not the case. It was me: a me who did not have complete knowledge, a me with my emotional vulnerabilities, a me with limitations and in circumstances beyond compare. Knowing this, I can look back and celebrate the actions, the accomplishments, the loves, and that I kept my head above water.
As you look back on your life, or find yourself comparing yourself with others, can this approach work for you? Can this bring a smile to your face as you remember times in your past in this light?


A chapter in a book I am working on explores how we are not machines, yet can be duped into thinking that we are. It is part of a book that centers on how a person can flourish in difficult circumstances. As I was writing it, the Generative AI, Chat GPT, and computer future fears surfaced in the media, and we have been alerted to an acceleration of human-seeming abilities of technology. I found myself concerned with issues that are arising now, rather than long term fears, and wrote a paper for the US Office of Science and Technology Policy with recommendations for action. There are many people who can speak to so many issues raised by AI, but I thought there were some things that were being left out of discussions, and my scholarship in human relationships might be helpful in making recommendations for action and making a case for those.
When we have experienced emotional or physical or relationship damage in the past, it can continue to feel frustrating at best and irreparably harmful at worst. I so often look at the broken places as problems, limitations, and inadequacies. Or I try to ignore them. But the kintsugi approach actually highlights the beauty in repairs.

We hear people say to ‘Get over it!’ But is that such good advice? This poem expresses a response to that better than I can.

‘The History of Philosophy without any Gaps.” is a podcast I have listened to for years and love. I have learned so much. Many of the episodes, on topics of particular interest to me, I listen to 2 or 3 times. If I find this fun, what does this say about me? The presenter, Peter Adamson, has a sense of humor, and is open-minded, and has such a knowledge base, and provides a depth of content that he expresses so well. I listen on iTunes, but here is a link to his website: 

In so much of life I see words obscuring truth. Here is something that reminds me that words don’t necessarily hide the truth, but can liberate it.




I have been part of a group of scholars these past few months, discussing suffering from the perspectives of literature, philosophy, theology and psychology. During our weekly conversations I have found that drawing people in the group, as always, helps me to focus. Although ideas are so often the center of academic discussions, it is the human beings that speak to me. Each person has a depth of being, a fullness of life, that I want to capture somehow. Doing this brings me to appreciate them more.




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I have spent a lot of time in various meetings over the last couple of months. When I am not speaking, there is lots of time for listening. I find that by drawing people, it helps me to focus, and also to ‘get’ people in a more
complex way, to hear them beyond their words or silences. Here are a few sketches of lovely people from a recent meeting.





No one ever told us we had to study our lives,




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