Empathy
the sounds of the shapes of what’s sounding in me….
a story or writing that seems to be growing/assembling by slow accretion…
Tag: Nils Frahm
Surround
recent posts and discussions with brilliant co-bloggers (e.g. multi-sense realism, Anacephalaeosis, unwanted advice, tocksin and others) have reminded me how woven, interactive and co-constructed we are with our environment… which sounds something like this (the awareness and attention and presence of it) to me:
All my Words are Silent 