The Rabbit Hole 🕳🐇 issue no.58

🕳️ 🐇 A hand-curated publication featuring psychoactive internet rabbit holes that explore this question: What does it mean to live a life of meaning and beauty?

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quiet moments of May <3

Dear explorers,

Happy June ☀️ This month’s Rabbit Holes:

mirrored light sculptures, glass mosaics at Grand Central, a sanctuary of dreams shimmering with ancestral memory. essays on healing the ache beneath success, on the rage that births art, on the tenderness of masculine initiation. musings on divine marriage, soul-aligned work, the loneliness of groups, and the wild hope of shared coherence. we ask: what if AI became our silent guide? what if every friendship was a tiny cult of presence? what if taste was just restraint, intuition, and a good story?

as always, Rabbit Holes is less a newsletter, more a field to wander. Something to sip slowly, lose yourself inside, and maybe — come out the other side a little more yourself.

Hope you find a thread to follow <3

Yours,

Patricia

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without further ado.

Here are the visuals, words, poetry, and art so far that stirred my soul for the month of June:

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. light a candle 🕯️

5. 💨 take 5 breaths and listen to this meditation

6. meditate on a question you have and run it by this tarot reader

7. 🎵 press play for music. Listen while you read this issue.

play vibes.

Emily Dickinson, from her poem titled "1188,"

Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anais Nin, Vol. 4: 1944-1947

Maria Shriver, from her book titled "I Am Maria: My Reflections, and Poems on Heartbreak, Healing and Finding your Way Home,"

Joy Sullivan, “Even If”, Instructions for Traveling West

Anaïs Nin, in a diary entry dated 25 May 1931

A Brocken spectre, also called Brocken bow or mountain spectre, is the magnified shadow of an observer cast upon clouds opposite the Sun's direction

Joy Sullivan, from “Culpable”, Instructions for Traveling West

Oscar Wilde, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Oscar Wilde

David Benioff, Troy

Joy Sullivan, from “On Days I Hate My Body, I Remember Redwoods”, Instructions for Traveling West

Nizar Qabbani, ‘What Love Can Do’, from Arabian Love Poems