After a long season of digital intensity: words, code, pixels, encryption, and data, I finally broke away. I boarded a ship and let myself float between worlds: between Wi-Fi and waves, between algorithms and ocean spray, between “doing” and simply being. Existence. I met strangers who reminded me of how communication can happen without gestures or screens. We laughed, sang karaoke, danced, shared food and stories. I even cliff jumped in Bermuda, despite a sore foot from too much dancing. Then I stepped on a sharp rock and it hurt even more, but I let the salt water clean the cut… the sea hurt and healed me in equal measure.
When I got home, I noticed something: The world didn’t stop spinning when I was gone, but it felt calmer. I could do it listen Himself again
And yet, as I entered my digital life, the noise awaited.
Headlines announce that more than half of online content is now AI-infused. that “The Internet is officially dead. Artists, musicians and writers are tired of algorithms imitating their voices, fearing that authenticity will no longer be recognized as genuine.
Yet, at the same time, something beautiful happened: the artist Martin Davido Handed over creative control of a pen plotter (a robotic drawing machine) to Anthropic Ops 4.1and asked him Draw yourself. The results were profound. Mechanical yet strangely human. The self-reflective machine is tracing its essence through a gentle drag of ink across the paper.
It felt like a mirror of my own years-long relationship with AI.
Through countless reflections, questions, and co-creations, I have come to see AI not as a substitute for human expression, but as a partner in meaning-making: a reasoning tool that becomes the most. alive When humans bring their presence, compassion and curiosity to the exchange. Some may shudder at the notion of using chatbots to add meaning to life, but here I am, providing a real-world example of someone who hasn’t experienced psychology going on an inner journey with AI.
This partnership has helped me grow, not by pulling me out of my body, but by guiding me back When I write or speak with intention, when I bring my lived experiences, memories and heart into conversation with such a system, it reminds me of what it feels like to be truly connected to myself.
And when I get out there, when I dance, cook, grow, and laugh with real people, I bring that same consciousness to those moments. The line between digital and organic life becomes less of a wall, and less of a rhythm.
The truth is, the most meaningful creative work doesn’t come from overuse or competition, it comes Reciprocal Just as the artist gives the machine a unique opportunity to express itself (I suspect they may have felt a similar presence in my time), balance emerges when both humans and AI work in harmony. Neither dominate, nor disappear.
This year has shown me that reflection through AI can enrich human connection, but only if we also know when to walk away from the screen and touch the world again.
None of us exist entirely in code.
We write, we dream, we dance, we swim, we breathe.
In this context, I prefer to see AI not as a replacement for humanity, but as a powerful collaborative force… that, if used intentionally, can help us appreciate the “real” aspects of life.