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An excerpt from Narrative Heartbeat, 260305-000777

How many times do you think I can use the word “neurological” in a sentence?

In a minute? An hour? An afternoon?

It’s a lot. Gosh, we could count them over the course of a week. (It would be zillions.)

If I try to stop using the word neurological, what would happen?

I’d be at a significant deficit of being able to describe things I need to describe on a frequent ongoing basis, for sure.

And even more pressing… so many people I care about, so many people who are dear to me, people who are crucial to my survival, people I profoundly respect, people who do the most amazing community repair work I’ve ever seen… I feel like there would be no way for me to describe with real accuracy how important they are.

Without those words, I feel like there would be no way for me to tell you what they’re up against, and how innovative they are, and how needed their skills and lived expertise are in the world right now.

I have no idea how I could convey those things to you without using the word neurological over and over again.

Maybe somebody could do it. Maybe somebody’s out there somewhere doing it now.

But I haven’t yet thought of a way.

So I go back to this word again and again. Neurological.

What even is neurology?

And neurology — isn’t the title of this post.

But the title of this post… and the nature of neurology… have something very important in common.

Let’s see if I can say what that is.

Here’s my first try: