It has taken me half my life to pay attention to this word: Philosophy.
When I was in secondary school, it was one of the topics we studied, and I remember doing quite well. Though worth mentioning that I was always good with words, not so much with numbers.
I was a brilliant student. Second best in the class. (The best was one of my closest friends. She was always just a notch better.)
She didn’t make it to 41.
She died in a plane crash in 2015. 😪
I still remember her to this day. I still cry.
And by brilliant student, I mean: I could memorise a textbook and regurgitate it at the exam. That’s it. A few days later, I’d forgotten everything.
That’s what the useless education system does.
Anyway…Plato, his Republic. Aristotle. Kant...
Wait, were they all men? WTF! 🤔
But like most people, my thinking was:
What a waste of time.
How is this helping me in real life!?
And in a way... I wasn’t wrong.
Because the way it was taught?
A total waste.
Just names. Dates. Theories.
No soul.
What about the practical side of things?
What about life itself?
How do we apply all that so-called wisdom to our everyday human existence?
That’s what I’ve realised now…at 50+
(WTF! How can I be this old? I swear I was sitting in a classroom a couple of days ago!)
And I’ve come to this simple truth:
Philosophy, as a lived and integrated part of life, is essential.
It’s not optional.
It’s the missing piece.
It’s the antidote to this mad world and sick society we live in.
Do I really (like really) need to talk about the levels of depression, anxiety, a gazillion made-up diagnoses, unhappiness, addictions...you name it?
I don’t think I need to.
If you have eyes, you can see.
Even if you're not fully aware, you can feel it.
You sense it.
You perceive it.
Maybe not consciously. But it’s there.
And here’s the thing:
Most people don’t even have a philosophy of life.
They’ve never even thought about it.
Some don’t even know what the word philosophy means, let alone how to use it.
They wake up, scroll, eat, work, numb, sleep. Repeat.
Reacting to life instead of responding to it.
Floating, surviving, avoiding.
No compass. No clarity. No centre.
And that’s exactly why we’re so lost.
We live in a time with more access to information than ever before, and yet, very few people stop to ask the deeper questions:
What do I believe about life?
Why am I here?
What is my responsibility as a human being?
What actually matters to me?
What do I actually feel for this person?
These are not luxury questions for philosophers in ivory towers.
They are essential for anyone who wants to live with intention, with depth, with meaning.
Philosophy isn’t a subject. It’s a tool. A lens. A way of being.
And if you don’t choose your philosophy...someone else will choose it for you.
Usually a marketer. Or a cult. Or your parents. Or the algorithm.
So yes, having a philosophy of life isn’t optional.
It’s urgent.
It’s personal.
And it’s the only real way out of the mess we’re in.
What’s my Philosophy?
I believe in truth over comfort (like leaving a marriage that looked fine on the outside but felt dead on the inside).
I believe in authenticity, whether it’s how I parent, how I love, or how I show up in my work online (new post on this coming soon).
I believe in wisdom over qualifications.
Nothing wrong with degrees or titles, but they’re not the whole story.
I’m not here to collect credentials or speak in theories.
I want to live (or have lived) what I talk about - intimacy, healing, sexuality - not just understand it in my head.
I want to feel it in my body, in my relationships, in my silences.
That’s where the real learning happens.
I want truth I’ve earned, not truth I’ve memorised.
I believe life is meant to be lived consciously, even when it’s messy (like ending relationships that drain my soul, even when it breaks my heart).
I believe love should come from the soul, not from a Disney storyline.
I believe philosophy isn’t something you study - it’s something you live.
It shows up in the way you listen.
In the way you speak to someone with presence.
In the way you set a boundary without guilt.
In the way you let yourself cry, without shame.
Because if you don’t choose your own path, the world will hand you a script.
I’ve burned the script.
This is me now: asking better questions, living my own answers, and choosing meaning in a world gone mad.
Most people have never been asked this question. They’ve never been taught to think this way.
Are you one of them?
I am asking you now, gently - not as a test, but as an invitation:
What’s your philosophy of life?
Not the one you inherited. Not the one you perform.
But the one that actually feels true in your bones.
What do you live for? What guides your choices when no one’s watching?
What matters to you, more than anything?
You don’t need to have a perfect answer.
But maybe... just start with the question.
It might change everything.
Love,
Rose 🌹