"A slow train pulled us back to the city, groaning along smiling steel rails while the trees marched past. The sudden black gulf of a tunnel glowed with firefly phone screens. The sun returned with a yell. Why shouldn’t it yell? Why shouldn’t we tip back our heads and sing? We only recognize beauty when we see it infrequently, but it surrounds us everywhere. It’s the water we swim in."

Love this! the images, their combination, their siren song, the writing, the waY it all comes together as a mediation on the relation between beauty and mindfulness and their intertwining dance. thank you, Ryan!