The life scenarios pass by oh so quickly, run through the filter of our absence or our presence. We are either there, really there, or we are vaguely absent as the breaths, the heartbeats, the rhythms of life pass us by. Is there something going on in the background, the underground, the basement of our lives? Something making meaning of our messes? Something that is meaning itself?
Is there some process, some illuminating movement, like background music playing to…Continue