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How the Mind Works


In My Mother’s Body
“This is my mother’s arm, I thought, staring at the torn skin on the side of the road. Except it was me. And in that moment, I realized my body had crossed into a different stage of life—without warning.”
Carol Lindsay
Feb 112 min read


To Those With a Mind’s Eye, It’s Called Thinking
As a young mother, I didn’t know that most people can see images in their minds. Decades later, learning about aphantasia finally explained a conversation I never forgot.
Carol Lindsay
Jan 292 min read


Aphantasia: When “Picture It” Meant Nothing to Me
When I close my eyes, I don’t see my mother’s face—or anything at all. Years later, learning about aphantasia explained why visualization never worked for me.
Carol Lindsay
Jan 282 min read
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