Anna Morgan

If time is slipping through your fingers, the answer isn’t to mourn childhood - it’s to reawaken the part of you that paid attention.

The brain is a master at efficiency. When an experience is repeated often enough, the brain stops storing the details. The first time you drove to work, you noticed everything - the street names, the trees, the way the morning light spilled across the pavement. But after the hundredth time, it became a blur. You arrive without even remembering the ... See more

This is the proportional theory of time perception - as we age, each unit of time represents a smaller percentage of our lived experience, creating an illusion of acceleration.

But as we age, life becomes patterned. The brain, in its efficiency, stops recording the mundane. The same commute, the same daily routine, the same predictable rhythms - it all blends into a blur. Novelty fades, and with it, our perception of time expands

As kids, the world was new. Our brains were constantly absorbing - cataloging details, imprinting sensations, locking in memories with high fidelity. Every trip to the grocery store, every walk home from school, every sleepover with friends - it all carried weight.

Recognizing the power of the erotic within our lives can give us the energy to pursue genuine change within our world, rather than merely settling for a shift of characters in the same weary drama

But when we begin to live from within outward, in touch with the power of the erotic within ourselves, and allowing that power to inform and illuminate our actions upon the world around us, then we begin to be responsible to ourselves in the deepest sense. For as we begin to recognize our deepest feelings, we begin to give up, of necessity, being s... See more

There are frequent attempts to equate pornography and eroticism, two diametrically opposed uses of the sexual .

Of course, women so empowered are dangerous. So we are taught to separate the erotic demand from most vital areas of our lives other than sex. And the lack of concern for the erotic root and satisfactions of our work is felt in our disaffection from so much of what we do