Notes on an intra-active psychology
What if what we call instincts are the lessons and legacies co-written by our human, bacterial and unthought ancestors, materialising as our bodies? What if these instincts, which we often take to be essential to our survival (like how a baby knows to grasp an outstretched finger), are being shared in ecosystems of flesh, like heirlooms prayed upon and wept over? And what if the future, the yet-to-come, is also collaborating with what we are, embroidering these instincts with scripts we cannot yet read? What if we are co-authoring ourselves?