Truth is beauty is magic.......Palm Springs and Baltimore

Wow.  There is a lot going on. I was looking out the window from seven miles up and thinking how much the earth down there looks like one of my art pieces, except much flatter. And then how the most dominant feature is all these tracks left by one animal--us. Shouldn't there be buffaloes?

I read recently that the reintroduction of wolves into Yellowstone created all sorts of unexpected results like the resurgence of the songbird population. This led me to thinking of one of my favorite lines in all the movies is when the alien hands a monk a key and says, "Time matters not, only life." We are collectively pretty damn focused on time these days. Researchers have come up with circuit boards one atom thick of a form of tin and graphene that processes near instantaneously. Yay. But can whales hear each other? When was the last time you listened to Handel with a kid? Yoga or Facebook?

And so, how about a little less tempo and a little more listening to songbirds? I had a music prof back in school explain how art, music in particular, can suspend time. Please, take some, my friends, and consider the alien's advice. Slow down. Breathe and see the patterns we make. And consider the ones we make without intention.

I know this is a very crunchy missive, but then, I live in Vermont. Stop by and say hi in Palm Springs or Baltimore.

Ciao. And thanks for being an active agent. Next time we need to talk about glide ratio and Phi.
Happy stormy weather.