Andrew Rockman
Bio
I don't know that there is much I could say that wouldn't sound self-aggrandizing in a bio meant to steer you towards reading my work. I suppose, I should just thank you for offering your time and attention.
Stories (28/0)
Daily Reflections
12/10-11/2022 The Devil is In the Anxiety There is a kind of twisted up beleaguered impatience in our culture. It’s been building for quite some time, this slow exchange of peace and dignity for convenience. It has many identities, respective to varying and particular demographic expressions of it.
By Andrew Rockmanabout a year ago in Journal
Daily Reflections
12/09/2022 Make Your Mood Immediately, and I mean immediately, a co-worker was in a bit of snit. By a bit, I mean short for bitter. As if the angel, Vitriol had opened the door to the shop for them. One of those moods you can see coming on their face from across a dark room. I tried to avoid stepping into the path. Sadly, I was the only other person in that early. You know, like in the movies when the bully drunk enters the saloon and stares you down, you look around in the feigning hope that they’re eyeballing someone else, and find yourself alone under some kind of spotlight with no obvious or logical source. But I knew I was going to have to face this one down. If not right now, sooner or later.
By Andrew Rockmanabout a year ago in Journal
Daily Reflections
11/20/2022 And Behind it All Peeling back layers of things like hate and aggression. Like Judgement or Apathy. All of it comes from fear or hope. Not inherently bad things on their own and the two primal drives for a reason. To propel us towards or away from something.
By Andrew Rockmanabout a year ago in Journal
Daily Reflections
11/05/2022 A Conversation With The All It wasn’t a voice opposite me. It wasn’t the booming resonance of a wise old cosmic sage. It was my own voice echoing through the infinity inside me. Everything without swirling within. My own voice vibrating from all points of creation. Singing from the rocks and rivers, particles and galaxies. Of all the universes potentiality might imagine or suggest. Everywhere and all throughout me. And for a moment it occurred to me that to behold something so vast would surely cost me my mind. The unknowable totality of All, would surely shatter my frail clay body and scatter my consciousness into itself. How could I be me and also everything else? How could I stand apart to even consider this paradox?
By Andrew Rockmanabout a year ago in Journal
Daily Reflections
09/27/2022 Reductio Ad Absurdum I’ve noticed the concept of a false dichotomy has cropped up in several of journal entries over the course of the year. Until today, I assumed that this was a natural result of my tendency towards mysticism in my belief patterns. In interconnectedness. All dichotomies on a deep enough dive are false because their very opposition exists only in their relation to the supposed disparate things they seek to delineate.
By Andrew Rockman2 years ago in Journal
Daily Reflections
09/15/2022 Never Use Timer Four An Employee asked me how to start the timer on the oven. I honestly didn’t know. To my recollection, I have never used any of the timers on any of the large convection ovens we have ever owned. I have, however, used our cartoonishly large 4 channel timer for all these years. From the side, it looks like a giant board game piece. Plain grey plastic. From the front it resembles the kind of toy calculator one might by for a toddler. An absurd thing, beeping loudly at random, all day in the kitchen. Channel one beeps at one beep per second. Channel two, at two per second and so on.
By Andrew Rockman2 years ago in Journal
Daily Reflections
09/12-11/2022 Leading Better by L istening Better I believe I’ve written about this story before. But we revisit all the stories that we find compelling. Especially the small ones. The brief bits of words that seem to swell with meaning. These stories endure many changes and cherrypicks over the generations, but they do endure.
By Andrew Rockman2 years ago in Journal
Daily Reflections
01/07/2022 Of The Straws that Didn’t Break the Camel’s Back There are days when things go wrong. No doubt. There are days when things go wrong tragically. There are also days when only little bits go wrong. Any one of these little bits might constitute a minor annoyance in and of itself. A blip. Yet, when a few or a lot of these little blips seem to pile up, it can make for a kind of slow building crescendo of frustration.
By Andrew Rockman2 years ago in Journal
Daily Reflections
08/31/2022 Warring Siblings The nature of faith has always been slippery and ironic. The requirement is certainty in certainty’s absence. Proof obliterates the need for faith. To further the irony, there is a peace about true faith that is not replicated in any other sector of human experience. Only in faith are some truly free.
By Andrew Rockman2 years ago in Journal