I’ve been searching for something sacred I lost, so undefined that it can only be seen by the eyes of the blind.
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Befriending One’s Soul
The ego sees by the eyes of the head, but the soul by the ‘I’ of the heart. [3 minute read]
Fooled by momentary appeal. Paul Simon and Robert Pirsig
Culture and psychology have all the answers to malaise and melancholy, right? These artists weigh in…
Ode to a Sacred Twig – An exercise for the soul
Things are sanctified by our own endowment, sanctifying us
Feel with Neil 