Fear Of Being Alone…
“In order to be open to creativity, one must have the capacity for constructive use of solitude. One must overcome the fear of being alone.”
-Rollo May Continue reading Fear Of Being Alone…
“In order to be open to creativity, one must have the capacity for constructive use of solitude. One must overcome the fear of being alone.”
-Rollo May Continue reading Fear Of Being Alone…
Life On My Own A couple of weeks ago I posted about building my fortress of solitude in my 800 sq ft Retcom apartment. In that post I mentioned LOMO but didn’t explain it much. This post does that explainin. … Continue reading Celebrating LOMO
I thought someone might appreciate my new artsy plant stand for displaying my ever-increasing plant collection. The stand itself is very artsy. I like that. Continue reading HMS – My New Plant Stand
Singlehood is a new term for me, but I have lived much of my life in that mode. I have coined a phrase “LOMO – Life On My Own” to describe it. In my prime days, it was called being a bachelor. Continue reading About Singlehood….
Now that the end of my driving days are creeping up on me, I am taking some time to consider what I want my day-to-day life to be like going forward. My retirement community apartment will likely be the last … Continue reading Day In And Day Out – LOMO Life
We spend most, or all, of our lives seeking others approval. The problem with that is most “others” are too busy thinking of themselves to have any time left to even see you. Continue reading Seeking Others Approval…
Sometimes I realize that a path I decided to take didn’t lead to where I wanted it to do. I am a philosophical guy so I also wander “what if I had taken this path instead of…” Continue reading Revisiting Paths…
I got up at 4:30 this morning. Before that I tossed and turned think about a topic that is on the top of my brain. This happens quite often, so I knew it was useless to try to stay in bed any longer. Continue reading My Mind Is FULL…
In my days before I put aside the idea of life after death, I wondered what I would look like when I went to heaven. Would I be an old guy as when I die, or maybe a baby starting all over again. Or maybe the bigger question is what do I want to look like? I answer that question with the blurry photo above. Continue reading Mosaic of Life #140 – The Forever Me