The Wise Man on the Right

I’ve been going through old black & white photographs and asking an AI model to colourise them for me, and it’s doing a pretty decent job of this. This photo jogged a few memories and prompted a realisation. Read on to find out more.

I don’t remember much about the day that photograph was taken, just the soft weight of the costume, the scratch of the fabric at my neck, and the sense that something important was happening even if I didn’t quite understand what. I must have been six or seven. We crossed the road from Birstall County Primary school to the chapel in our costumes, a little procession of shepherds, angels, and wise men wobbling along the pavement like mismatched ducklings.

In the picture, I’m the one on the far right: glasses too big, robes hanging awkwardly, trying to look solemn and grown-up. I can see now that I was nervous, though I wouldn’t have had the words for it then. Back then, I just felt “different,” without knowing why.

If I could speak to that kid now, that tiny wise man with the oversized glasses, I’d tell him the truth no one around him knew how to give him. I’d tell him he’s autistic, and that this is why the world feels louder, sharper, and more complicated for him than it seems to be for the other children. I’d tell him he isn’t broken or strange; he’s simply wired in a way that will one day make sense.

I’d warn him, too, because honesty matters. The bullying will come, and it will hurt, and it will get worse in high school before it gets better. But I’d also tell him that he survives it. Not by becoming someone else but by slowly, stubbornly, becoming himself.

And maybe that’s why colourising this photo feels so powerful. It’s like offering that child a kindness he never received at the time: a moment of being seen clearly, gently, and with understanding.

Sometimes the smallest memories are the ones that finally teach us who we’ve been all along.

#AI #Autism #autistic #blackAndWhite #Childhood #colourised #disability #disabled #emotion #family #feeling #glasses #life #love #memoir #Nativity #oldPhoto #spectacles #wiseMan

Why the bläh?

I just don't get it... 😔 Good things are happening. Great things are going to happen, rather soon even. And yeah, I am struggling a bit with anxiety, the everlasting fear of not being good enough, even while I know that I know... But still, after all the pain, the sadness, the struggles... I should be bursting with excitement. And I am counting the days, all of them! Days till the next visit. Days till the testing will be done, where the pups will get their names, and we get to know which one will become ours... Days till it's time to pick the little fellow up, where we will start our journey together, come what may... […]

https://cynnisblog.wordpress.com/2026/04/04/why-the-blah/

A quotation from Horace

It isn’t enough for poems to be things of beauty:
Let them STUN the hearer and lead his heart where they will.
 
[Non satis est pulchra esse poemata; dulcia sunto
Et, quocumque uolent, animum auditoris agunto.]

Horace (65–8 BC) Roman poet, satirist, soldier, politician [Quintus Horatius Flaccus]
Epistles [Epistularum, Letters], Book 2, ep. 3 “Art of Poetry [Ars Poetica; To the Pisos],” l. 99ff (2.3.99-100) (19 BC) [tr. Palmer Bovie (1959)]

More about (and translations of) this quote: wist.info/horace/83176/

#quote #quotes #quotation #qotd #horace #arspoetica #beauty #charm #craft #drama #emotion #engagement #feelings #form #impact #influence #message #moving #passion #play #poem #polish #prettiness #substance #theater #writing

Horace - Epistles [Epistularum, Letters], Book 2, ep. 3 "Art of Poetry [Ars Poetica; To the Pisos]," l. 99ff (2.3.99-100) (19 BC) [tr. Palmer Bovie (1959)] | WIST Quotations

It isn't enough for poems to be things of beauty: Let them stun the hearer and lead his heart where they will. [Non satis est pulchra esse poemata; dulcia sunto Et, quocumque uolent, animum auditoris agunto.] One of the most famous lines in the Ars Poetica. (Source (Latin)). Other translations:…

WIST Quotations

🎭 Cast: Daniel Russo, Clémentine Célarié, Françoise Pinkwasser, Philippe Ogouz, Balthazar Reichert, Olivier Sabin, Yann Ebongé, Martin Pautard, Sophie Bourdon, Hugues Martel…

#LapassionselonDidier #sousTitres #cinemaFrançais #DramaFilm #FrenchTelefilm #EnsembleCast #LifeChoices #Emotion #Relationships

Dem Frieden nachjagen

Die Macht der eigenen Konfliktgeschichte – warum wir im Streit oft nur noch unsere Version der Wirklichkeit sehen Konflikte entstehen im Kopf Fast jeder Konflikt beginnt mit einem Ereignis: ein Wort, eine Handlung, ein Verhalten, das uns verletzt oder irritiert. Doch was diesen Konflikt wirklich ausmacht, ist nicht nur das Ereignis selbst, sondern die Geschichte, die wir darüber erzählen. Wir alle entwickeln innere Erzählungen über das, was passiert ist, warum es passiert ist und wer […]

https://anwaltsblog.wordpress.com/2026/04/01/dem-frieden-nachjagen/

More Than Makeup: Clowning as Emotional Connection

https://tubefree.org/w/bD2EuztWZ7SfZmJ7NRS6kX

More Than Makeup: Clowning as Emotional Connection

PeerTube
Cody Ponce's Blue Jays debut cut short after knee buckles fielding ground ball
Cody Ponce's first start for the Toronto Blue Jays was supposed to be a personal victory after playing in Asia for five years. Instead, the pitcher was carted off the field Monday night, covering his face with his arm, overcome with emotion and pain after his right knee buckled fielding a ground ball.
https://www.cbc.ca/sports/baseball/mlb/cody-ponce-injury-knee-blue-jays-debut-9.7148342?cmp=rss
Cody Ponce's Blue Jays debut cut short after knee buckles fielding ground ball
Cody Ponce's first start for the Toronto Blue Jays was supposed to be a personal victory after playing in Asia for five years. Instead, the pitcher was carted off the field Monday night, covering his face with his arm, overcome with emotion and pain after his right knee buckled fielding a ground ball.
https://www.cbc.ca/sports/baseball/mlb/cody-ponce-injury-knee-blue-jays-debut-9.7148342?cmp=rss
La nostalgie dans l’écrit poétique
Il y a une heure sans nom , celle entre chien et loup, ou juste avant le réveil et où quelque chose remonte du fond de soi sans prévenir. Une odeur, une lumière oblique, la texture d’un souvenir qui n’en est pas tout à fait un. C
https://voiepoetique.com/podcast/la-nostalgie-dans-lecrit-poetique/
#ArtDeVivre #ArtPoétique #Contemplation #Emotion #Existence #Humanisme #Introspection #Lien #Nostalgie #philosophie #Poème #Poesie #Poète #poétesse #Poétique #VoiePoétique

"les méga-bassines ne servent à rien"
- CNRS

"L'environnement #politique est tellement violent que la plupart des décideurs sont complétement coupés de leurs émotions en réalité.
Ils sont dissociés [pour supporter la violence de leur milieu professionnel].
Et c'est pour ça que je n'ai pas du tout d'espoir de réussir à les reconnecter parce que pour eux, être dissocié, est vital pour occuper l'espace dans lequel ils évoluent."
- @sympa

https://peertube.stream/c/sympa/videos

#eau #cerveau #emotion #science

Partager C'est Sympa

Au cœur de l'action, avec les gens qui se bougent pour un avenir juste et durable pour tous. On veut produire des bonnes vidéos en totale indépendance, qui peuvent changer la donne. On veut creuser...

PeerTube