The Rabbit Hole 🕳🐇 issue no.60

life finds a way, so will you

🕳️ 🐇 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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📿 snippets of august 🍂

Dear explorers,

Can you believe it’s September? ✨ The leaves are turning and i’m craving warm soups, cozy shawls, well-loved books and a deep gathering of energy in my bones.

Rabbit Holes issue no.60 opens into chambers of profound reckoning: moonbows arcing across night skies, meditation halls crowned with sacred geometry, cosmic photographs that help me remember i’m floating in space… and holy fck, we’re alive!!

🌀 We explore the architecture of safety and the paradox of surrender, the wild intelligence of crushes as identity-mapping systems, and why we avoid the very things that would make us happiest.

🔮 There are essays on the death of knowledge work, the feminine that evades capture, and what it means to be sourced from soul rather than strategy. We meet sages wrestling with power, lovers learning to speak their interior worlds, and communities practicing radical friendship in a world obsessed with boundaries.

🐚 We dive into dark retreats and light installations, iridescent shell paintings and inflatable concert halls, the holy art of becoming who we actually are beneath all the curation and performance.

There’s something about autumn that invites this kind of excavation - this turning over of leaves to see what’s been growing in the shadows, this harvesting of what’s been quietly ripening all year 🌱

As always, this isn’t just a newsletter. It’s an invitation to wander and savor slowly, bookmark for later pondering, or left to find you again precisely when you’re ready.

With love and the turning season,

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 August: