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About C.J. Birch

I was born on Thursday 13th July 1972 in Harare, Zimbabwe, to an English father and a South African mother. I was christened Catherine Jane Birch and - from the outset - I've been inquisitive about most of life's elemental questions; its myriad paradoxes and unpredictable anomalies, their sources, solutions and their propensity for unmitigated change. From a very young age I was captured by the enigmatic life process, the challenge of living and what it 'means' to be alive. I spent countless invaluable hours in nature, watching the world at its work. I had a fascination for everything around me, curious about what things were, how and why they worked, what they represented in relation to one another. I began writing at the age of 5. Journals, stories and poetry, illustrations, have been a constantly evolving source of quiet self-reflection, expansive expression throughout my life. I'm fortunate to have travelled many miles, to have visited a variety of differing destinations and though I've learned a lot about life in the last 50 years, my questions about its complexities are neverending. I currently live in the south-east of England, having returned to the United Kingdom after a particularly harrowing period of 7 allegedly 'invisible' or 'non-existent' years of absolute hell in Kwazulu Natal, South Africa. I've decided to erase those memories, altogether. My 15-year-old son lives in Switzerland, with his father.

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12 Mar 2023 · 20:32

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12 Mar 2023 · 18:59

‘No, means NO.’

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28 Feb 2023 · 12:05

Composit: Cosmogenics

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26 Feb 2023 · 10:13

γνῶσις: gnōsis; gignōskein

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04 Dec 2022 · 09:34

Contritio ‘Attritio’

Imperfectly perfect.

The best natural state in which to be.

The beginning of self-acceptance; a measure of your intrinsic value, an indication of your inherent worth on planet Earth.

When you remain true to yourself, your standard measure – that is, your unconditional acceptance of your fallible ‘self’- is your indelible reference.

Living according to a fraudulent reference – whether bought, ‘borrowed’ or stolen – is futile in every respect.

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