I’m Larry G. Maguire, freelance writer from Dublin, Ireland where I live with my wife & kids. I’m 20+ years in business, an hons Psychology graduate currently sitting an MSc in work Psychology at DCU. I write primarily on psychology, creativity, life, work, and the pursuit of happiness. I suppose it’s a certain philosophy for living that I explore. I write for me first, for my sanity and curiosity, so if you’d like to join me I’m on The Reflectionist pretty much daily.
To be clear, I don’t write because I have wisdom or knowledge I wish to impart. That would be at best naive, at worst arrogant. Like a stuffed shirt full of my own self-righteous importance and moral superiority, would I suppose to have anything worth a damn to anyone else? It’s why I have no time for preachers and evangelists. Now I need to go back over everything I have ever written to make sure I haven’t preached at you. Or, you can take it that all of that is here corrected.
“What was there before the sky? Was the sky always there, Dad?” She said smiling from below my left elbow as we walked down Blackhorse Avenue.
Cara comes out with these profound questions and statements from time to time. One night about six months ago as I was painting the landing ceiling, being blasted in the eye by a halogen downlighter, she said from her bedroom; “Funny isn’t it dad, you need light to see, but if you have too much light you can’t see.” As I write those words I seem not to do justice to the weight of…
Well now Bob, this is a very complex thing...putting thoughts into words. They never quite get there. Always reaching for it, never catching it. The thing about this question "who am I?" is that it's a universal question, always being asked by everyone everywhere, and even though we might say we know who we are (by thoughts, words or actions), truth is we don't. Any knowledge is merely a memory of something, an experience, like a photograph. We think it's reflective of permanence, but Whitehead warned against falling into that trap. Nothing is stationary, everything moves. Change is ever-present and…
Here’s a couple of articles from Aeon that caught my attention in the last week or so…
I stared at myself in the mirror and I wondered, who was it staring back? I imagine we’ve been asking this of ourselves since the birth of self-consciousness. The very moment the first of us became aware of ourselves as a separate entity in the world of things and people, the question has occupied our minds. The problem is that no matter how many attempts by whatever number of people or means, it remains unanswered. Lots of words, hypothesising, talking, but no definitive answer.
There never can be it seems.
The more I know my place in the world the…
I get notions, y’know. I think, yeah, let's do this little marketing exercise or that promotional thing. Then; crickets… and I lose interest.
What’s the point?
Less is more maybe?
I’m going with that idea. It’s healthier for me.
There’s a such thing as trying too hard, too hard to get people’s attention. So why not just make the thing, put it out there and let them find it?
Pursuing people’s attention is a tiresome exercise, and although I have learned my lesson, I still get excited about it from time to time. …