Sentences with phrase «writing about memory»

They are writing about memory and about phenomenology.

I've been writing about memory, learning, and expertise.

Like Jon Fox, I would like to sit down and write about my memories and yours sound so vivid you should also do the same.

In fact (since I've not taken any propranolol) I remember that we wrote about this memory erasing approach in December 2005.

Wolynes said Francis Crick, co-discoverer of the structure of DNA, was onto something 20 years ago when he wrote about memory and molecular turnover.

London About Blog Like many people, travel is my passion but I want to write about my memories and experiences.

Consider inviting students whose native language is not English to write about their memories in their native tongues or even in bilingual poems or prose.

London About Blog Like many people, travel is my passion but I want to write about my memories and experiences.

London About Blog Like many people, travel is my passion but I want to write about my memories and experiences.

However, unlike other forms of empirically supported trauma treatments, it is not necessary for the person in therapy to speak or write about the memory in detail or do homework in order to achieve positive effects.

Not exact matches

Originally, Facebook Notes were simple white pages for writing some users occasionally used to write a long - form post about a memory, experience, or opinion, among other things, and it appeared in a special section on their profiles.

Erudite enough to write reviews for The New York Times and to quote Wallace Stevens from memory, he also had a strong affinity for physical labor and a history of writing stories for and about men.

On an index card, write down five to 10 high - level bullet points with key words and phrases that will jog your memory of what you want to talk about.

«The perception of truth, memory, family, media, and class, I thought that all would be interesting to write about,» Rogers said looking back on watching «Price of Gold.»

This helped keep the animals safe at night from wandering off, getting eaten by predators, or from getting stolen, and also helped keep the family in the upper room above (If memory serves me right, Kenneth Bailey writes about this in Jesus Through Middle Eastern Eyes: Cultural Studies in the Gospels).

It only indicates his complete unawareness of what various process philosophers wrote about the status of the past, on the asymmetry of time, on the basic difference between «having existed» and «not yet existing,» and on the intrinsic difference between memory and anticipation.

The only slightly challenging question was about the First Great Awakening (Jonathan Edwards - if I had to write the name from memory, I would have likely answered wrong as I always want to say George Edwards... and Jonathan Whitefield).

But Nagel (1970, pp. 217 - 218) believes that «a thought has no location at all»; Feigi (1967, p. 39) writes: «it is simply nonsense to ask about the location of a concept»; and Polten (1973, p. 55) even pretends «that physiologists certainly have not shown any necessary connection of memory with brain tissues and it is arguable that it can not be done in principle.»

Coda: Apparently, Tanenhaus is working on a biography of William F. Buckley and given what he writes about him in «Original Sin», God help Buckley's memory.

For their intention in writing was that either from their own memory and recollections, or from the witness of those who «themselves from the beginning were eyewitnesses and ministers of the Word» we might know «the truth» concerning those matters about which we have been instructed (see Luke 1:2 - 4).

But regardless of how much or little that happened each day, she found something to write about, she tried her best to get the spelling right and she filled that book with memories.

If I'd been thinking ahead, I would have written about something a little more fall - oriented (given that the baby wasn't born until September) rather than something celebrating the wonders of late summer produce, because now that the recipe is live on Jenni's blog, corn and basil and blackberries are — sadly — just a sweet summer memory.

I began writing about Scandinavian food in 2009 a couple of months after Grandma Agny passed away; the grief had struck me in ways deeper than I could have expected, and I found myself seeking out elements of our shared Norwegian heritage as a way to feel closer to her memory.

I also read your post about going through your parents things and finding memories... nice writing.

P.S. Writing that first paragraph about Cheez Whiz and Velveeta brought back all sorts of memories of grade school sleepovers.

My earliest memories of Tosca Cafe involve clouds of cigarette smoke, too much Fernet, and the kind of characters Tom Waits writes songs about.

I don't want to change this post too much because frankly, I want to keep the written memories here about our first date.

As I opened the old falling apart yellow notebook, memories rushed back at me of the numerous times that I would sit by her red kitchen table, and she will be at the stove, calling out the ingredients as I would write them down, making sure I was keeping meticulous notes (and apparently doodles of flowers and boxes on the margins) about the tips and tricks that she would remark as she would cook along.

I love all of Dani's writing, and this memoir is no exception: in short pieces, Dani evokes so much about long marriage, about the sometimes confounding way memory works, about life itself.

Write a letter to your child where you share about a significant memory from your life and an important lesson you learned from it.

It is easier to get a sense of implicit memory if we think about riding a bicycle: When we get on a bicycle, we don't consciously remember learning to contract this muscle, or to lean in that direction; rather, what we learned during childhood is implicitly written into our nervous system and muscles, and that memory comes alive as a set of lived reactions.

I have a lot of pictures and I wrote a lot about my pregnancy, but some of my favorite memories are just that — memories.

«A special journal, just for writing down thoughts and memories about my baby.

Sometimes magic is created, memories are etched in time, and I am the dad I write about on my blog.

I'm pretty sure she's not right now, so I'm taking a trip down memory lane and writing about her beautiful entrance into the world.

If you need to jog the memory about last week's events, check out the Week in Politics, written delightfully by yours truly.

Memory researchers have long known that when people write about personal experiences, reflect on them or talk about them with others, they tend to remember those events much better.

At no point during my training did it ever occur to me that I might someday go head - to - head with the superheroes of memory I had initially set out to write about.

Her 2009 story about memory, «Out of the Past,» appears in The Best American Science and Nature Writing 2010 anthology.

Researchers theorize that by expressing oneself through writing about things that are bothersome, stress and worries can decrease, enabling more space and resources to be freed up for memory capacity.

A study found that when 35 freshman students were assigned to write about their thoughts and feelings regarding upcoming college life, these students displayed a greater increase in working memory seven weeks later, in comparison to the 36 students who were assigned to write on a trivial topic.

Dr. Masley developed a program that can reverse insulin resistance and stop cognitive decline before it's too late.He writes about it in his new book, The Better Brain Solution: How to Start Now — At Any Age — to Reverse and Prevent Insulin Resistance of the Brain, Sharpen Cognitive Function, and Avoid Memory Loss.

In their case report, Dr. Abbott and her colleagues wrote about one 40 - year - old man who complained of irritability, poor attention and memory, and fatigue during the day.

Talking about memories... I'm happy to write this new post from the comfort of a hotel bed.

I've written about my foster care experience a few times on this blog, but to be in the physcial presence of an organization that I'm extremely familiar with was a walk down memory lane that I wasn't sure I was ready for.

Seeing as it's been nearly three years since I wrote a post on wine pairing for carrot ginger soup, I had to refresh my memory about what I shared.

So don't be afraid to try something new and write about it; you're making memories that you'll never forget.

I have long thought that my births have never been worthy of publicly writing about, preferring to tuck them away in my own little memory books.

This was the first item I bought at the new Modcloth store here in Austin (I wrote about my trip to the inaugural pop - up store here) and it has so many happy memories.

One of the best things about being a blogger is that you can write about your life or travel adventures and years later, by rereading your posts, you can keep your memories alive.