Tuesday, April 21, 2026

PAST LIVES REGRESSION: FROM PHYSICS TO METAPHYSICS (WHAT IS IT?! WHY IS IT?!)


SELF PORTRAIT

WHAT IS IT?!

PAST LIVES REGRESSION is defined as a hypnotherapy technique to guide individuals into a deep state of relaxation, to access memories believed to be from previous lifetimes. PAST LIVES REGRESSION can be used as an exploration of past life adventures, which too, can lead to an exploration of past traumas and experiences that may be causing current-life phobias, behaviors, or relationship challenges.

Some key aspects of PAST LIVES REGRESSION are:

METHOD. A trained therapist guides the client onto a relaxed, hypnotic state in order to explore past experiences.

PURPOSE. Proponents believe that a PAST LIFE REGRESSION helps resolve current-life problems, such as anxiety, unexplained fears, and physical pain, by resolving past traumas. Other proponents believe examining past adventures to be very therapeutic.

PERSPECTIVE. While viewed by some as an actual spiritual recollection of past lives, some others see it as a metaphor used by the subconscious or conscious mind for therapeutic healing.

SCIENTIFIC VIEW. Mainstream Science and Psychology tend to view these memories as personal constructions rather than evidence of reincarnation.

THEMES. Common elements can include meeting people from the current life in a different context and recognizing recurring life lessons.

It is important to note that PAST LIVES REGRESSION is considered a form of alternative therapy and not meant to be a replacement for traditional medical treatments.

WHY IS IT?!

Though our earliest human ancestors (hominins) appeared some six to seven million years ago, we modern humans (Homo sapiens) have been on Earth for approximately 300,000 years. Considering an average generational span is 25 years, that will give us (300,000 divided by 25) 12,000 generations of anatomically modern humans, the possibility for each of us to having 12,000 past lives!

FACTOID: We humans are always wondering where we came from, and PAST LIVES REGRESSION therapy just may provide us some clues! Betwixt and between PHYSICS and METAPHYSICS, I shall offer some talking points on the rationale for believing in the theory of PAST LIVES REGRESSION.

PHYSICS:

PHYSICS is the fundamental science study of matter, energy, and motions.

According to the PHYSICS, energy never leaves the universe. ENERGY NEVER DISAPPEARS and ENERGY IS NEVER DESTROYED. Energy only transforms from one form to another. While energy can leave a localized system such as the present condition, it remains within the total, closed system of the universe. This principle that energy can neither be created nor destroyed, is considered the most important rule in PHYSICS.

Note, that in the PHYSICS we do not have a soul, and that in death we typically have two options: to be buried or to be cremated. If we are buried, then our body decomposes and our energy is absorbed by the flora and fauna surrounding it, in a sense giving life back to the Earth. If we are cremated, then our energy, travelling at the speed of light, radiates into space.

Hence the question: “If energy cannot be destroyed, then where does our personal energy go when we die?”

RELIGION:

Maybe the answer lies in RELIGION. Being central to the religions of Hinduism, Buddhism, and Jainism, is the belief of reincarnation, the non-material essence of a living being after biological death, beginning a new life in a different physical body or form, a cycle of rebirth so to speak.  

Reincarnation (from Latin) means “entering the flesh again,” insists there is a rebirth into a new human being or other living body. In Islam, life after death is the eternal continuation of existence. Buddhism teaches a process of rebirth where an individual’s consciousness continues in a new form, driven by Karma, one’s past actions, cravings, and ignorance. Christians, too, believe that death is not the end of our existence. Christianity centers on the soul of a person surviving death and existing eternally in Heaven or Hell. (Note that in the Catholic faith, a third place, Purgatory, serves as a transitional state of purification for souls enroute to Heaven.)

PSYCHOLOGY:

Maybe the answer lies in PSYCHOLOGY. Psychologist CARL JUNG’S archetypes are universal, inborn, and inherited patterns of thought, image, and behavior, all of which residing in a Collective Unconsciousness. This Collective Unconsciousness, being distinct from the Individual Unconsciousness, is a shared pool of memories and patterns passed down to all of us by all of our ancestors.

POP PSYCHOLOGY:

Or maybe the answer lies in the literature of the likes of LOBSANG RAMPA and CARLOS CASTENEDA. LOBSANG RAMPA (purportedly) a Tibetan Monk, popularized “astral projection,” a conscious learnable experience of leaving the physical body, in several of his books beginning with THE THIRD EYE (1956). CARLOS CASTENEDA, a ‘60s American author, developed a cult following, after he wrote about the intellectual and enlightening altered states of consciousness through the ingestion of peyote and magic mushrooms in his THE TEACHINGS OF DON JUAN (1968). It was later revealed that LOBSANG RAMPA was not a Tibetan Monk, but rather the pen name of Cyril Henry Hoskin, a British plumber who wrote books with paranormal and occult themes. And as for CARLO CASTANEDA, he managed to maintain his cult following even after his shamanism proved to be fabricated and his writings for fictional than factual!

METAPHYSICS:

METAPHYSICS is the branch of philosophy that studies the fundamental nature of reality, existence, and being. METAPHYSICS explores the foundational questions beyond the physical sciences, by way of covering such topics as existence, space, time, causation, and underlying structures of the universe.

There are several and on-going investigations of near-death experiences as reported by people who have been near death or who have been for a short period of time, documented as clinically dead. Such NEAR-DEATH STUDIES focus on phenomena such as out-of-body experiences and astral flights, as mentioned and expressed (above) in pop-psychology. Whatever and wherever the study, those who have experienced a near death or a clinical death, believe that DEATH DOES NOT EXIST. And for those who continue to tell these stories, DEATH DOTH NOT HAPPEN.

Well, dear readers, there you have it. Not all of it, but a lot of it! And this is why PAST LIVES REGRESSION THERAPY is so appealing to me. PAST LIFE REGRESSION needs not to be tied to any religious faith, nor to be prompted by the ingestion of mind-bending drugs. PAST LIVES REGRESSION needs only and open mind and the compliance to allow one’s personal imaginings to wander freely.

To conclude, I do hope your endless journey of a thousand lives leads you to my PAST LIVES REGRESSION RETREAT scheduled for AUGUST 28TH & 29TH, set in the picturesque WAKAMOW VALLEY, Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan, Canada.

*SPACES ARE LIMITED TO JUST SIX PARTICIPANTS.

*LODGING FEE (APPROXIMATELY $300.00)

 TO BE PAID DIRECTLY TO “LOIS” @ WAKAMOW HEIGHTS (CALL 306-630-5274).

*RETREAT FEE ($200.00)

TO BE PAID DIRECTLY TO ME (NEIL CHILD), VIA E-TRANSFER TO:

child@accesscomm.ca

Questions? Comments? Concerns? Please call or text me @ (306) 591-7131.

Or email me @ neilchildhypnotherapy@gmail.com

 

WAKAMOW HEIGHTS 

 





Thursday, April 16, 2026

CALLING ALL TIME-TRAVELLERS: TIME TO GET UNSTUCK!

 

WAKAMOW HEIGHTS

DO YOU BELIEVE YOU HAVE HAD A PAST LIFE? DO YOU WANT TO REAFFIRM YOU HAVE HAD A PAST LIFE? DO YOU WANT TO GATHER AND CIRCULATE WITH SOME FELLOW TIME-TRAVELLERS?

If you answer “yes” to any or all of the above questions, then I hope your seemingly endless journey of a thousand lives leads you to my PAST LIFE REGRESSION RETREAT set in the picturesque WAKAMOW VALLEY, Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan, Canada.

FACILITATOR: NEIL CHILD

*MASTER’S DEGREE EDUCATIONAL PSYCHOLOGY (UNIVERSITY OF REGINA)

*MASTER CLINICAL HYPNOTHERAPIST (CANADIAN HYPNOSIS ASSOCIATION)

*NEIL CHILD HYPNOTHERAPY (PRIVATE PRACTICE)

My PAST LIVES WAKAMOW VALLEY RETREAT spaces are limited to a MAXIMUM OF SIX PARTICIPANTS, and for the occasion, SIX ROOMS ARE RESERVED at the deluxe WAKAMOW HEIGHTS BED AND BREAKFAST.

*REGISTRATION CLOSES JULY 31ST, 2026.

*LODGING FEE (APPROXIMATELY $300 FOR TWO NIGHTS)

TO BE PAID DIRECTLY TO WAKAMOW HEIGHTS BED & BREAKFAST – PLEASE CALL “LOIS” AT (306) 630-5274.

*RETREAT FEE $200.00

TO BE PAID DIRECTLY TO ME (NEIL CHILD), VIA E-TRANSFER TO

child@accesscomm.ca

QUESTIONS? COMMENTS? CONCERNS? 

PLEASE CALL OR TEXT ME at (306) 591-7131

or email me at neilchildhypnotherapy@gmail.com


RETREAT PROGRAM & SCHEDULE:

FRIDAY, AUGUST 28th

7:00 P.M.              CHECK-IN & REGISTRATION

SATURDAY, AUGUST 29th

8:00                       BREAKFAST

10:00                     PAST LIFE REGRESSION SESSION

11:30                     LUNCH BREAK

1:00                       GROUP DEBRIEF

2:00                       PAST LIFE REGRESSION SESSION

3:30                       NATURE WALK/REFLECTION

4:30                       GROUP DEBRIEF

5:30                       EVENING MEAL

7:00                       GROUP INTEGRATION/PERSONAL RECREATION

SUNDAY, AUGUST 30TH

10:00 A.M.           CHECK-OUT & GOOD-BYES

WAKAMOW VALLEY is the most perfect place for you to discover past life memories, and through wisdom and insight, integrate these past life memories toward personal growth and present life transformations.

PAST LIFE REGRESSION is a hypnotherapy technique that guides individuals to recall vivid memories from their previous lives, oftentimes valuable to explore the roots of their current phobias, behaviors, and relationship patterns. This WAKAMOW PAST LIVES REGRESSION RETREAT will serve, with professional guidance, as an opportunity to experience a deep and personal journey without judgement, in a safe and confidential environment.

The WAKAMOW WEEKEND PAST LIVES RETREAT is a getaway for those with an open mind and spirit of discovery, for those who believe that all of us have lived past lives, and that our challenges today might have roots in one or more of our past timelines. This PAST LIVES REGRESSION RETREAT is designed for ANYONE wishing to experience past life regression for the first time, and also for those who have previously experienced a past life regression and wish to do so again.

With the small and intimate group setting of just six participants, those involved will receive lots of personalized attention, allowing ample time for group sharing, with professionally tailored guidance and support.

This retreat is meant to foster a sense of community among the group of fellow past-life seekers, like-minded individuals who are prepared to share experiences of their past lives and build supportive relationships that may extend even beyond the retreat itself. And at the end of the retreat, I am confident that all the participants will depart with a sense of awe, reflecting on their personal life journeys, while having a better and deeper understanding about behaviors in their present-day lives.

FACTOID: I have been a professional hypnotherapist in private practice for over a dozen years, during which time I have helped hundreds of clients to LOSE WEIGHT, QUIT SMOKING/VAPING, OVERCOME ADDICTION, OVERCOME SOCIAL (AND INTIMATE) INADEQUACIES, for MEMORY RECALL and, of course, PAST LIVES REGRESSION.

Of these client issues, here are my empirically measured success rates: 100% for those seeking to LOSE WEIGHT (at least for the first couple weeks of their endeavor!); 80% - 100% for those seeking to QUIT SMOKING/VAPING; 90% success rate for those struggling to OVERCOME ADDICTION; 95%-100% success rate for those dealing with SOCIAL AND INTIMATE INADEQUACIES; 95%-100% success rate for those attempting MEMORY RECALL; and 100% SUCCESS RATE for those seeking a PAST LIFE REGRESSION (and thus, the very reason for designing and delivering my first ever PAST LIVES REGRESSION RETREAT)!

HOPE TO SEE YOU IN WAKAMOW!

-          Neil  


Monday, March 30, 2026

FROM REEL TO REAL: A THRUMMING MOVIE REVIEW

ALEX @ TIMS

TAKEN AT THE DRIVE-THRU

Over the past couple years through the TIMS take-out window, Alexander, a TIMS worker, and I have discussed science fiction movies galore. Please note, dear reader, that I am a daily TIMS London Fog consumer and, Alex, being a very familiar stranger and also a sci-fi fanatic, my last London Fog pick-up was just another opportunity to talk about the latest sci-fi movie releases.

It so happened that Alex pumped up PROJECT HAIL MARY sooo much that I decided to check it at our local IMAX that very night!

PROJECT HAIL MARY is a science-fiction space adventure about a 6th grade science teacher, who just happens to be a former molecular biologist, Ryan Gosling, waking up as the only surviving crew member on a spaceship 11.9 light years from Earth. Slowly but surely, he remembers that he, along with his fellow crewmates of real astronauts, were sent on a mission to prevent a mysterious substance from destroying Earth’s sun. In a line, our protagonist was a on a mission to save Earth!

At the designated solar stop, our surviving spaceman is approached by an alien starship. This alien starship, of course, has a spider-looking astronaut as its captain, who happens to be on the exact same mission, a mission to save its planet! What are the odds?!

(Having such a corny plot, the odds are entertainingly high!)

RYAN AND SANDRA IN PROJECT HAIL MARY

Actors Ryan Gosling as the lone spaceman and Sandra Huller, as the authoritarian military superior who sent him into space, were perfectly cast and, I must confess, were a treat in their every scene. And the special effects throughout the movie were spectacularly stunning!

(Keep in mind that I watched this movie at an IMAX theatre. “IMAX” is short for IMAGE MAXIMUM, a high-resolution film projection on a massive screen having a brighter and bigger picture and better sound than what is normally presented at the regular theatres.)

But alas, at least for me, special effects, alone, cannot fix the corny plot of a two-and-a-half-hour snoozer! (However, Ryan's SWEET CANADIAN SWEATER may save the movie somewhat, or at the very least, help cancel some of my criticism?!)

SWEET!

Not-so-strangely, Alex has also praised BLADE RUNNER 2049, also starring Ryan Gosling (along with cameo, Harrison Ford). And, too, not-so-strangely, this sequel to the original BLADERUNNER, actually starring Harrison Ford, won an Academy Award for Best Visual Effects.


I saw Blade Runner 2049 in the theatre, and what a disappointment it was when compared to the most perfect plot and the thoughtful and political setting of the original Blade Runner 1982! Of course, most of Ryan Gosling’s scenes were gripping-on-the-edge-of-your-seat wild and thrilling, but the convoluted plot begetting so operose for moi through the two hour and forty-three-minute movie!

But that neo-noir Blade Runner (1982) has become a sci-fi cult movie! Audience members seemed to empathize with both the protagonists and the replicant antagonists in this superbly dark and chilling cyberpunk high tech and low life classic. Yep. That first Blade Runner is one of my favorite all-time movies!


All the DUNE movies, too, are on Alex’s love list of big screen flicks! In the first DUNE (1984), the battles between Kyle Machaclan and Sting on that harsh and desert planet of Arrakis blew me away so much that I could feel the sand in my eyes! I started to watch a couple of the sequels, but like the Blade Runner sequel, the aborning plots were just pedantic and BORING, far too abstruse to tolerate during my supposedly recreational and enjoyable cinema times.



Ahhh! I love space movies! I loved the horror in first ALIEN starring Sigourney Weaver,


and I loved the dystopia in THE TERMINATOR 1984 movie with Arnie and Linda Hamilton.



  But the refurbished and redecorated sequels, not with new plots but with bedazzling high-tech special effects … MEH.

And what does any of this movie biz have to do with my busking?!

Factoid: This is the reel stuff I contemplate when thrumming! Really.

Marching in my CHAUCERIAN PARADE this week is my Grandpa Sid who raised me from the time I was five years old.

GRANDPA SID

Leafing through some ancient photo albums I found this, my very first caricature, which I drew when I was five years old!

Friday, March 6, 2026

GET SMART: DO WHAT YOU LOVE, LOVE WHAT YOU DO.

DON ADAMS IN GET SMART (AMERICAN '60S TELEVISION COMEDY)

There is nuance in my title that I shall set straight. Do what you love means to do something just because you love doing it, whereas love what you do means finding joy in doing something you likely would not be doing unless you were remunerated. In the context of this blog entry, the difference is subtle but significant.

These wintertime days I skate and ski. I love skating and I love skiing and do both as much as I can. Though I find joy in my contract employment with young offenders, and I find joy in running my private hypnotherapy practice, I doubt I would be doing either if I were not being remunerated.  

I LOVE SKATING. I have been skating as long as I can remember, my first memory being when I was five and my dad would drive me over to the closest outdoor rink. I vividly remember pushing a wooden chair around and around and around on the ice until my dad drove back to retrieve me. I also remember being the only skater at that crowded rink pushing a chair.

By seven years of age my parents had split, and I was living with my grandparents in Vanguard, Saskatchewan. At the Vanguard indoor public rink, I skated practically every day it was open. During the public skate there was always the sound of music on the loudspeaker, while all of us rink rats skated clockwise ‘round the ice surface, then switching to counterclockwise, and then back to clockwise when commanded over that same loudspeaker. And all of us wore the fashion navy or white kangaroo jackets, the sixty-year forerunner today’s hoody (methinks).

Sometimes when the rink manager (friendly giant, William Burton) would exit the building for a spell, we’d abandon the carousel skate in favor of Pom Pom Pull Away, a group game of ice tag, while some of the girls on the ice would practice their figure twirls.

At eight years of age, I was playing my first season of hockey, wee-wee (under 10). And I continued to play hockey, pee-wee (under 12), bantam hockey (under 14), midget hockey (under 16), juvenile hockey (under 18), and senior hockey (18+). All these "Vanguard Eagle” hockey years in Vanguard, I played in the NHL (the NOTEKEU HOCKEY LEAGUE), which included teams from the other small towns of Aneroid, Ponteix, Cadillac, Val Marie, Pambrun, Neville, Hodgeville, and Gravelbourg. I also played senior hockey for the Swift Current Indians in Swift Current, Saskatchewan, and the Icemen, in Regina, Saskatchewan.

No longer playing organized hockey (because of other commitment and precious time factors), I now only skate outdoors, and just two or three times per week. This is doing what I love on my favorite rink, The Rink On Wascana.

GLIDING 'NEATH A GIBBOUS MOON (THE RINK ON WASCANA)  

RINK ON WASCANA MANAGER

Whenever I skate at the Rink On Wascana, even with all my 65 years of skating, I still practice my technical skills, putting most my weight on the outside skate when I turn for example, which I unwittingly learned from being a ski instructor. Technically perfect physical turns for both skating and skiing, demand putting one’s weight on the outside foot. Turning left when skating, the outside foot is the right foot (pun intended), and when making turns going downhill on skis, the outside foot is the one toward the bottom of the hill.   

I LOVE SKIING. My first time on alpine skis was with my cousin at White Track Ski Hill, Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan. I was 21 and in my first-year at the University of Regina. From White Track, I went on to ski at all the local hills, Hidden Valley just 15 minutes north of Regina, Saskatchewan, Fort Qu’Appelle Ski Area (now called Mission Ridge Ski Resort), 45 minutes east of Regina, and Ochapowace Ski Hill, 90 minutes east of Regina.

A few years later working on pipelines and living in Kamloops, British Columbia, I would ski at Mount Tod (now called Sun Peaks, and the second largest ski resort in Canada), just north of Kamloops, Silver Star at Vernon, B.C., and Big White at Kelowna, B.C.

Married with children, we’d go on yearly ski trips to the Lizard Range of the Rocky Mountains in Fernie, British Columbia, Sunshine and Lake Louise in the Alberta Rockies. The last couple winters we’ve spent Christmas at Whistler Ski Resort, the most famous ski resort in Canada.

Factoid: As I am typing this blog entry, I am also gearing up for a ski trip next week to Elkwater Hidden Valley, Cypress Hills, Alberta.

Factoid: The more wrinkled I get the more I perpend. The golden handcuffs of my workday government contracts and, too, of my small beer private hypnotherapy practice, offer me the GET SMART financial security to do what I love without having to worry so much about budget. These golden handcuffs also keep me in the way of Zen, the practice of continually seeking joy in whatever work I do. And to add to my wallet, these past couple winters, I’ve been a ski instructor at Mission Ridge Ski Resort, at Fort Qu’Appelle. (I took the ski instructor course at age 72, and am now a professional with the Canadian Ski Instructor Alliance, receiving remuneration whenever I teach a ski lesson. Hmmm. Not-so-strangely, skiing for me seems to fit both the DO WHAT YOU LOVE and LOVE WHAT YOU DO edicts in this blog title!).

SKIING IN -26 DEGREES AT ELKWATER

(*You may have noticed, dear readers, that I have conspicuously omitted BUSKING from my wintertime favorite activities. Factoid: Not too many years ago I used to brag that I was a BRUTTO TEMPO BUSKER. But alas, no more do I find joy in thrumming my guitar whilst blowing my harp in nonthermal temperatures. And too, whether busking with my didgeridoo, or my banjo, or my Sharpie, I much prefer my world on the street to be sunny and windless.)

Come summertime when my skating and skiing fall into abeyance, I am looking forward to many clement days of hiking, diving, and of course, busking. But this is another blog entry.

Marching in my CHAUCERIAN PARADE this week, a couple of caninophiles!

THE DAUGHTER OF A LONG-TIME FRIEND


A STAND-UP COMEDIAN AND FAMILIAR STRANGER AT THE CURE



Friday, February 27, 2026

EARTH: A DIVINIAN SHANGRI-LA OR A DARWINIAN SLAUGHTERHOUSE?!

 


THE GARDEN OF EDEN

I shall begin with ALBERT EINSTEIN, a scholar of the Hebrew Christian bible, who believed the literal translations of bible stories to be no more than primitive legends and childish superstitions. For myself, I must admit, some of the more famous ones are certainly entertaining! And there are lots of examples.

There are stories of talking animals, the serpent in the Garden of Eden, and Balaam’s talking donkey. There’s the story of Noah's ark and, of course, the Flood that prompted the Ark.


There is the story of God creating heaven and earth in just six days, then having to rest on the seventh. There is the immaculate conception, the virgin birth of Jesus, and then the story of the crucifixion of Jesus, then his rising from the dead three days later. Jesus also raises from the dead, his good friend, Lazarus. There are the mariner’s stories of Jonah being swallowed by a whale and living in its belly for three days, the story of Moses parting the Red Sea, and the story of Peter the Apostle and Jesus walking on water. And still relating to water, there is the story of Jesus turning water into wine. There is a tall Tower of Babel story of how different languages came to be. And then there is a story of Lot's wife, turning into a pillar of salt.

Yes. Believing in the narrative of creation and the Garden of Eden comes with many conditions.

And then along comes CHARLES DARWIN, who as a young man studied to be an Anglican cleric, but as a senior at 50 years of age writes THE ORIGIN OF SPECIES.




Darwin’s THE ORIGIN OF SPECIES, (1859), is the foundation of evolutionary biology. In it, evolution is defined as descent with modification, promoting the idea that species change over time, and share a common ancestor. Of course, this scientific idea was severely rejected by several religious denominations and rejected only because it contradicted the concept of a divine creator, as presented in the bible stories.

As presented in the bible, Adam and Eve and every other creature lived in idyllic splendor in the grass and sea until that talking serpent came along. But according to Darwin, even in the beginning (pun intended), all creatures great and small were just part of a hellish (another pun intended) food chain.

In Darwin’s forests the grasses are devoured by the rabbits who are in turn devoured by the foxes. In Darwin’s seas, the plankton is eaten by the krill which are eaten by the smaller fishes who are in turn devoured by the sharks. In Darwin’s jungles, the tree fruit are eaten by the monkeys who are then eaten by the jaguar.

Yes. Darwin's animal food chains are cruel and gruesome, certainly favoring the top-of-the-chain apex predators as the jaguars, the lions, the wolves, the eagles, the sharks, the crocodiles, the orcas, the grizzly bears, and, of course, the humans!

Humans hunt, yes, but not as the other apex predators. Humans hunt, too, for pleasure. In the beginning (pun intended again), humans gathered and hunted for food. Nowadays, humans hunt for fun and for trophies. Humans call this type hunting, “sport.”

(Notez bien. In my current view, killing animals for sport, taking another creature’s life when not necessary, is just selfish and ego boosting.)

But I am not without guilt. In my pre-teen years my buddies and I would march across farmers’ fields enroute to what we called, Burk’s Pasture, where, in the summertime, we’d snare and trap gophers all day long. As teenagers, my buddies and I shot gophers with .177 caliber pellet guns, and as we aged, with .22 caliber rifles. As an emerging adult, every fall I would sling my double-barrel 20 gauge shot gun and hunt ducks and partridges and pheasants with my grandfather. (Those days I was a duck hunter and whenever I packed my .30-30 Winchester, a deer hunter.)

Factoid: I agree that the idea of Hunting and Conservation can be a philosophy, as it was for my grandfather. He was born in 1901 and hunted practically every day of his life. To my recollection (and I was raised by my grandfather and grandmother) he never once purchased meat from a retailer. Our deep freeze was filled with wild game that he, himself, had hunted.

Sadly, my lust for the hunt continued into my young adulthood. Even as a first-year high school English teacher, most weekends during my summer holidays, I’d drive back to my hometown, pick up my childhood friend who had now owned the local hotel, load a couple rifles along with a couple six-packs of beer, and drive to Burk’s Pasture to spend many a lazy afternoon shooting the breeze and shooting gophers!

Now I never hunt. And yes, I am a hypocrite. Though I loathe the act of hunting, I love the taste of wild game. Go figure.

Close to closing, I wish to offer you (readers) a few candies to crunch on. I’ve borrowed this “candies” metaphor from Emily Carr and her scraps-of-nothing manuscript entitled “Hundreds and Thousands.”

There is no better study than that of the human condition. Being human is a remarkable capacity. The human species has produced Beethoven and Shakespeare, Hitler and Hussein, Donald Duck and Donald Trump. No other creature hope and dream and anticipate (from my master’s thesis, ONE HUNDRED DAYS AT THE HOUSE OF CONCORD, 1994).

Are we closest to angels? Or to apes? Are our species beginnings specious?

If God were so all powerful and benevolent, why on earth and in Heaven’s name would he create such a slaughterhouse? Wouldn’t we best be living in a continuous Garden of Eden where no creature ever dies? A Garden of Eden that when overcrowded, we, inhabitants, could simply move on to another planet or universe or even multiverse?

And our purpose of life?! It’s obvious that we, no matter our culture, love to propagate (pun intended)! Methinks the empirical evidence is clear. There is only one purpose, and that one is for each our own! Thinking otherwise suggests that we are being manipulated by something more powerful than ourselves. “NATURE” would objectively fit that notion, whereas “GOD” would subjectively fit that notion. Hmmm.

Are we the GODLY CREATION of a DIVINIAN SHANGRI-LA or the EVOLUTIONARY consequence of a DARWINIAN SLAUGHTERHOUSE?!

And not meaning to vilify anyone, but if there really is a GOD, and GOD created man in his own image, then knowing what I know of the mercurial nature of man/mankind/humankind, there will be HELL to endure forever and ever! YIKES and AMEN!

Marching in my CHAUCERIAN PARADE this week:

MY FRIEND'S DAUGHTER



MY FRIEND'S BEST FRIEND


MY COLLEAGUE'S CANINE


MY COLLEAGUE'S CAT



 


Tuesday, February 24, 2026

I THINK, THEREFORE I YAM WHAT I YAM: FROM DESCARTES TO SARTRE TO POPEYE THE SAILOR MAN


RENE DESCARTES

My blogpost today begins with 17th Century French philosopher, RENE DESCARTES (1596-1600), and ends with American cartoonist, E.C. SEGAR’S POPEYE THE SAILOR MAN (1929).

POPEYE 1929

Rene Descartes was a rationalist whose focus on personal subjective consciousness would later influence the Father of Existentialism,” Danish theologian and philosopher, SOREN KEIRKEGAARD (1813-1855). Soren famously stated that, “Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards.”

SOREN KEIRKEGAARD

FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE

Soren Keirkegaard's notions would later influence German philosopher, FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE (1844-1900), who promoted that each of us has a personal “superman,” as individual power, and this would later influence French philosopher and playwright, JEAN-PAUL SARTRE (1905-1980), who insisted that we, humans, were condemned to be free, therefore cursed to create personal meanings for our lives.

JEAN-PAUL SARTRE

And in the meanwhile, English naturalist and geologist, CHARLES DARWIN (1809-1882) presented that all human capacities, including intellectual endeavors, languages, cultures, and sexual behaviors are a continuance of evolutionary foundations. Darwin's theory of evolution suggests that we all have common psychological tactics and mechanisms that have evolved specifically for our continued reproduction for survival as a species.

CHARLES DARWIN

Charles Darwin was not aware at the time, that all humans are 99.9% genetically identical (Human Genome project 2003), though he did propose that humans and apes shared a common ancestor. And, too, Darwin was not aware at the time that humans and apes, particularly chimpanzees and bonobos, share approximately 96% to 99% of our DNA (US Academy of Sciences 2005), making apes our closest living evolutionary cousins.

Yes. We as humans have a collective goal: To procreate and continue the species.

CARL JUNG

Swiss psychiatrist and psychotherapist, CARL JUNG (1875-1961), proposed that as a human collective, we have shared archetypes. These archetypes are universal, recurring patterns (motifs, figures) that reside in our human collective unconscious, influencing our behaviors, our emotions, and our personalities across all human cultures.

And how does all this existential philosophy stuff fit into my philosophy of the buskerhood?

Well, in typical existential fashion, the art of the busk is not for acolytes. The stereotypical busker chooses to reject conventional employment in favor of an ever, precarious self-directed employ, defining a working identity via public performances. Busking offers the freedom to strum or thrum or draw or whatever action, whenever and wherever the busker chooses.

Think of this. And so, whenever I am busking with my twelve-string and harp, or my Sharpie and sketchpad, I am embracing the “absurdity” of searching for meaning in a world that offers none. I am searching for meaning while passers-by may choose to ignore me, may choose to respond to me with hostility, may respond to me with happiness, and may even choose to toss a coin or two in my direction. Yes. I’ve met grumpy old men and harridans; I’ve met delusional studs and delicate sweethearts; I’ve met the derelict and I’ve met the diligent. Knowing and experiencing this, my continuing to busk is really a continued attempt to create meaning, an almost desperate attempt to create art in an imagined plummy space that I know that is just indifferent.

To close, whether I am busking with my Sharpie or with my guitar, I am expressing a very personal exalted feeling of freedom, just by choosing to be there which not unwittingly gives me great meaning to that moment. And in that create self-alterity, I am just that handsome stranger that comes to town, but in reality …

I THINK, THEREFORE I YAM WHAT I YAM (AND THAT’S ALL THAT I YAM).


Marching in my CHAUCERIAN PARADE this week, are the members of the most beautiful family I met on my ski vacation to ELKWATER SKI RESORT, CYPRESS HILLS, ALBERTA, CANADA.

ELKWATER SKI RESORT