The knowledge of the heart is in no book and is not to be found in the mouth of any teacher,

but grows out of you like the green seed from the dark earth.

~C.G. Jung

I found a better way….

inquiry for today~ there is the scent that only arrives on the wind in wintertime…..

listening in

Magic… in its perhaps most primordial sense, is the experience of existing in a world made up of multiple intelligences,

the intuition that every form one perceives — from the swallow swooping overhead to the fly on a blade of grass,

and indeed the blade of grass itself — is an experiencing form, an entity with its own predilections and sensations,

albeit sensations that are very different from our own.

~David Abram