I‘m drunk on the particular crispness in the air that emerges late in September. Fall: yellow aspen leaves, clean blue sky, goosebumps on my thighs as I walk naked from the shower to the bedroom for a change of clothes. Friends are visiting and it's nice being around people after months of aloneness marinating in my own thoughts. I've noticed that writing requires an incredible amount of certainty: faith in your own observations, in the quality of your thoughts, in the narrative you're putting down on paper. I often say that I
Sounds a bit like a polarity: two virtues in tension with each other. Here: The freedoms of individual self-determination vs the benefits of adopting the embedded competence of a culture?
If you haven't come across these yet, have you read Kegan's developmental stages (socialized mind, etc.). W/ caveat that this is often used as a totem for folks to posture with. The original work is good, though! A bit like Mazlow's hierarchy: the pop culture version is so watered down it may as well be homeopathy.
Sounds a bit like a polarity: two virtues in tension with each other. Here: The freedoms of individual self-determination vs the benefits of adopting the embedded competence of a culture?
If you haven't come across these yet, have you read Kegan's developmental stages (socialized mind, etc.). W/ caveat that this is often used as a totem for folks to posture with. The original work is good, though! A bit like Mazlow's hierarchy: the pop culture version is so watered down it may as well be homeopathy.