by Angela Nesbitt | Oct 21, 2025 | All
Wendy kept apologising every time she executed a manoeuvre incorrectly. She is a beginner sailor. If she could already handle the boat reliably, she would not need me as an instructor. She was guilty of nothing; the mistakes were part of learning. When racing, I...
by Angela Nesbitt | Sep 4, 2025 | All
I strive to avoid making others uncomfortable or wrong. Truly, I do. Yet I fail more often than I would like. I suspect it is because I sometimes make one too many leaps in logic which effectively is inconsiderate. I have not fully partnered in the...
by Angela Nesbitt | Aug 22, 2025 | All
At some point, most of us ask, who am I, really? The question isn’t just philosophical. It’s personal, urgent, and unsettling. And deeply human. Psychologists and neuroscientists might describe the self as an emergent property of biology and experience...
by Angela Nesbitt | Aug 21, 2025 | All
When I quieten myself, I find that Life is forever tapping me on the shoulder and muttering, “Listen here.” Too often I am on autopilot, and the poor thing may as well be prompting an errant Chatbot Eventually exhaustion lumbers in like a baby elephant and sits...
by Angela Nesbitt | Jun 2, 2025 | All
It is unnerving to recognise that my reality is largely subjective. Even writing that statement makes me hesitate to continue. The tempting and terrifying leap is to declare that everything is made up. That meaning is a mirage. I might as well throw in the...
by Angela Nesbitt | May 21, 2025 | All
20/20 is a fine thing in hindsight. By conventional measures, I was winning: elite education, thriving career, house, healthy children. I believed I was in control. But a quiet voice repeated, “If I wake up dead tomorrow, I’ll be very angry. This is not what...
