“O brave new world, that hath such people in it Soon you will be like her, Prospero’s daughter, Finding the door that leads you out of yourself, Out of the rare, enameled ark of your mind, Where you live with the gracious and light-footed creatures That thrive in the glaze of your art and freedom.” HumanityWonderMindfulnessSelf DiscoveryOn BeingEnroughness Book:Alive Together Source: Alive Together
“Why We Tell Stories I Because we used to have leaves and on damp days our muscles feel a tug, painful now, from when roots pulled us into the ground and because our children believe they can fly, an instinct retained from when the bones in our arms were shaped like zithers and broke neatly under their feathers and because before we had lungs we knew how far it was to the bottom as we floated open-eyed like painted scarves through the scenery of dreams, and because we awakened and learned to speak” LoveHumanityCommunityBeautyDreamsEvolutionStorytellingPhysicalityEnoughnessOn BeingNautre Book:Alive Together Source: Alive Together
