Each day must be begun anew. Sleep is the restorative. Waking is the opportunity. To open your eyes and be able to say “still here, still alive” surely has the potential to infuse you with renewed vigour and appetite for life. Somehow, no matter how paltry your contribution to humanity, no matter how insignificant your […]
What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason, how infinite in faculties. In form and moving, how express and admirable. In action how like an angel. In apprehension how like a god. The beauty of the world. The paragon of animals. And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust?
“You’re obviously a man in crisis.” This was a friend’s response to my recent uptake of blogging. Both a fellow Irishman and karateka, he was giving me a lift home after training a few weeks ago. Over the course of our rather circuitous journey (he is a slave to his sat nav) he took it upon
What’s in it for me? Read More »
The arrival of this post has been delayed by technology on one hand and caution on the other. First, my technological difficulties – the gremlins struck this week and disabled both my laptop and phone as well as killing my headphones. I won’t bother rant about the inconvenience and how we are all now so
Coming out of the dark Read More »
I’m having a moment. A head-butting the wall moment. An underwater scream moment. It’s a moment that requires the expulsion of something from within. Something that is affecting my overall equilibrium, my alignment, my mojo. There are times I engage with the idea of ’emotional vomit’ – a term I use to describe feelings that
You’ll feel better once it’s done. Read More »
Copyright © 2024 The ClearOut, All rights reserved.