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Reflections on 40 years as a doctor in Women's Health

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  • The silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.

    I get tired of arguing; tired of explaining over and over what seems perfectly clear to me. But I sometimes wonder if in that rush of words which creates the most anger is where she feels the most comfortable. There is little space for debate in a shouting match; there is even less for weighing…

    gozzter

    July 30, 2025
    Uncategorized
    arguments, Life, listening, silence
  • Experience is of no practical value; it is merely the name we give to our mistakes

    We’re curious creatures, we humans; in our Western society at least, it is a common conceit to think we are so unique that we’ve each taken a different route to end up where we are; we’ve followed unexpected detours, braved gravel roads that wound through thick, unnamed forests; got lost innumerable times until we found…

    gozzter

    July 23, 2025
    Uncategorized
    animals, archaeology, culture, history, humanity, Nature, philosophy, Science
  • Atmospheres

    I’m certainly not well versed in Art; I know what I like, but I can seldom explain why, or even name the artist, let alone their style. Also, I would usually be just as pleased to have a poster reproduction of some famous work of art on my wall as I would the framed original…

    gozzter

    July 16, 2025
    Uncategorized
    art, atmospheres, feelings, Life, Monet’s water lilies
  • The only hope for continued individualism is belonging

    While I find myself immersed in a culture that values individualism, I am reminded of a quote from the famous polymath literary figure, Jean Cocteau, that ‘We are in a period of such individualism that one no longer speaks of disciples; one speaks of thieves.’ There’s a lot to that. I have grown up in a society which treasures individualism, so I’m certainly not disputing a…

    gozzter

    July 9, 2025
    Uncategorized
    culture, individualism, pluralism, Shakespeare
  • The respect that makes calamity of so long life

    Now that I am old -or indeed because I am old- it sometimes strikes me that there are many important personal questions yet to be answered -even to be asked, for that matter. I suppose some might think it strange that I’ve already wasted so many years placing other lesser queries at the front of the…

    gozzter

    July 2, 2025
    Uncategorized
    Age, identity, Life, names
  • The art of our necessities is strange

    Do you ever miss things you thought you never would? Or details so obvious that when they are pointed out suddenly surface like children playing hide-and-seek? A bus that just left the corner where you usually catch it; the snack you often grab from the fridge when you’re feeling a little peckish but didn’t buy…

    gozzter

    June 25, 2025
    Uncategorized
    art, artist, creativity, details, missing things, painting, retirement, slow looking, writing
  • Who is the message, and who the bottle?

    There are times when, sitting alone in the house, it occurs to me to wonder about the immensity that surrounds me; to wonder if I really am an island -the 17th century poet John Donne notwithstanding. I am islanded alone in my body surrounded by the boundless sea of experiences only I have chanced to…

    gozzter

    June 18, 2025
    Uncategorized
    Death, Life, Loneliness, love, messages in bottles
  • If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they’ll kill you.

    Dialetheia -now there’s a word I haven’t heard before. It means a statement that is both true and false at the same time: a true statement whose negation is also true. I like things like that. It’s of the sort that used to intrigue us many a night in the university dorms of my youth…

    gozzter

    June 11, 2025
    Uncategorized
    art, artist, controversy, creativity, dialetheia, Duchamp’s Fountain
  • Art thou not sensible to feeling as to sight?

    Where do I stop; where are my boundaries? Is my pencil part of my brain when I write myself a note? Should a blind person’s cane with which they navigate the world be considered an extension of their hand -of their mind -since it warns of obstacles much like their eyes? For that matter, is…

    gozzter

    June 4, 2025
    Uncategorized
    Alfred North Whitehead, boundaries, Descartes, listening, Nature, philosophy
  • If Music be the food of Love

    Things seem to have changed from when I was young -drifted away I think. I’m not sure if it is an Age thing, or simply a perspective shift -an adaptation to altered circumstances. If something changes slowly enough it’s often difficult to notice, difficult even, to realize that it no longer occupies its former central…

    gozzter

    May 27, 2025
    Uncategorized
    bus passengers, Life, music, singing
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