Philosophy means the love of wisdom. To study or discuss philosophy is to seek wisdom about the great questions of life, existence, morality, ethics, values, and logic or reason using questioning, discussion, arguments, and critical thinking.
My journey here began when I heard and understood the story of the kintsukuroi, the beautifully broken and very cherished pottery that seemed to be mended with gold when I was faced with a coming to terms with my own brokenness: physical, emotional, relational, and spiritual. As I pressed on through my difficulties and self discovery I found that sisu spoke greatly to me about who I felt myself to be in terms of how I face and carry on through difficulties. Now I find myself in a place of deconstruction of my faith and everything I grew up believing. I am pursuing deconstruction not because I lack faith but rather because I don’t because philosophy isn’t about breaking down one’s beliefs until nothing exists unless it can be proven, it is about breaking down one’s experiences to find one’s beliefs about life, human existence, what is right, and where one’s faith and beliefs exist so that the difficulties of life and the darkness contained therein are met, one may be able to find the light and the beauty of it all, to understand and find grace for fellow humanity and for the self, and to find where true north is even when the needle of one’s compass seems to be spinning wildly.
In a sense, philosophy is intertwined with psychology from the perspective of the patient because when I seek understanding about myself philosophically, I invariably begin thinking in terms of psychology, and when I’m sitting with my emotions to discover and recover from their roots, I always begin to think philosophically in order to be able to explain my discoveries to others and in order to break apart all that which is connected.