The Art of Being Invisible

Have you ever considered that you might be a ghost. Sure, we have a physical presence in the world, but emotionally we walk unseen and unrecognized, unless you happen to be noisy ghost.

‘While My Guitar Gently Sleeps,’ the Beatles, music video.

“As My Guitar Gently Weeps,” by the Beatles fits me. I live with a ghost. Sure, maybe you think I invented an invisible friend because I was lonely, or not connecting emotionally with a significant other, or maybe I am just mentally unstable. They don’t call them invisible friends anymore. They’re called Tulpas. Unless you’re on the spectrum, and then it’s an ‘autistic fantasy.’ This is my song. The magic of this video captures the magic of fantasy and mystery of what is real, this side of the wall, the paper, or the other world.

You Don’t Need Empathy to Listen Better

If you do nothing more than to listen to the words people use, they’re telling you stuff. You can over analyze it. When you box words, you box people. A person telling you they left an abusive relationship, well, that is seriously hard to unpack, and we immediately start boxing it. Victim. It’s not a fair thing, because it is much more complicated than even that.

Reality is, we all suffer. That’s more than just a Buddhist construct. Interestingly, we always suffer within a context. That’s why listening to a person’s narrative is so important. Words…