My spouse and I have this ritual where we sit on our porch every evening and point out beautiful things that are dying or changing - the last light, wilting flowers, our neighbor's old dog moving slowly - and find something funny about our own attachment to these moments. But lately we keep talking over each other or checking our phones and I can feel us losing this quiet practice that used to center us both.
More people experience this than they realize.
Even the most gentle practices require presence, and presence is the first thing to disappear when connection frays.
“Where Are You with Japanese aesthetic play — mono no aware in comedy?”
Peri can explain why this happens, help you decide if this is the right situation for you, and point toward the right journey or coach.
If this sounds familiar, the Library can help you find the bigger picture.