I am writing two books about shared realities – one grounded in the world as it is, one reaching toward what it could become. Reality is everything the brain can register. The past is not a place to live, but a compass for becoming.
Tea and pottery and Zen are not three separate things. They meet in a single Japanese idea: ichigo ichie, one encounter in one lifetime. This post explores that meeting point, through two teachers who asked what it means to be fully present in the moment you are holding.
I met Lucy in a rustic Swedish café. Not the famous fossil in a museum case, but a digital presence standing quietly beside empty shelves. A small grey ancestor who taught me something profound about connection in an age of glowing rectangles and isolation.