There comes a time when "pushing" one's ideas that could save our world becomes morally the right thing to do. And so, if you have the time, I urge you to read my book, "Nexus. A Treatise in Defence of Love as Mankind's Answer," so that we can rescue each other and our planet from the trouble of our current era. There is a link to a free version and a Kindle version from my bio (bio-link below).
You just knew they were friends from the way the podcast flowed. I think that's what made it so lovely to listen to. What they said was good too, but that feeling of being with a friend, it went right through that microphone and into my ears. I guess it made the sound a sort of coziness and I could feel my brain lighting up in all the right ways.
The podcast was more as sitting in a room listening to friends talk, as if a radio host had stepped through the wires and sat on the couch, chattering. So as I walked through the park, my eyes following the birds as they played in the sky and hopped in the trees, it was expanding who I am, giving me my own wings.
On those long train rides it was the podcasts that kept me going, well, that and music. But sometimes I wanted a bit more than the tunes, I wanted something that made sense and brought my brain some calm. Only some podcasts could do that, I guess it is the same as any other chatter, the speaker is often either seeking peace or confrontation. I prefer the sort where folks listen to one another and figure things out, where they so obviously love others. It helps, it does. So with these ear pods in I let the miles flow, carrying me onward to home.
What I loved about the podcasts is that, in the same way you can with music, I could do other things while plugged in. I could clean, bake, ride a bike... anything. And they brought me more maturity, elevated who I was, let me think more deeply about so very much. I guess to me that's a part of freedom, a way to liberate the brain... so long as those talking are helping you to think and learn of course... some are the opposite, scaring listeners and telling them what to think... that's bad. So, as long as I feel as if I'm being invited to think and feel positively, to see from other perspectives, to use empathy and logic, I listen. Then it is as if I've been in a deep well and someone is throwing me a ladder.