Dispatch from the Wild Interior: November 1, 2020

Four of Cups: That story about Newton realizing gravity existed when an apple fell on his head is probably a myth, but it could be true. The answer to what’s stirring in your sentient guts is in the apple above your head, or in the stars just past that, or in the star in the apple or the seed in the star. Look up. What’s above you that you hardly ever notice? What happens when you tip your head back and the throat naturally opens? It’s a posture of vulnerability to offer the neck like that, the other side of the gesture of a head bowed or bent. Dissatisfaction is a contracted position, the shoulders drawn forward and down. What happens when you just for a moment expand? What light starts to flicker or get in?