The Rabbit Hole 🕳🐇 issue no.41
inner sourcing, invisible cities, meandering careers
Dear reader,
Here are the visuals, words, poetry, and art so far that stirred my soul for the month of August:
1. 💻 Open this issue in your web browser (not phone) at a time where you have at least 30 mins to read.
2. ☕ Grab hot tea or coffee
3. 👚 Change into something comfortable and ideally sit against some fluffy pillows, with your computer on your lap at a 45 degree angle
4. 💨 Listen to this meditation:
6. 🎵 Press play for music. Listen while you read this issue.
J. L. Carr, from A Month in the Country
-Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. August 1951
I only ever want the simple and small things. A bowl of fruit. To exist comfortably. To be accepted. To be loved. To eat nice food. To laugh as much as I can.
I just want to disappear into this universe. Be the sun and the sand, the wind and the water moving aimlessly. I want to be the dance between the earth, the sky and the waves. Be the energy that holds everything in its place. And then I just want to appear as a tiny human being and open my eyes and open my heart to see myself.
Listen. I wish I could tell you it gets better. But, it doesn’t get better. You get better.
Joan Rivers
