I believe in love at first sight:

I once bought a book for its cover. . .

The peace of great prairies be for you.Listen among windplayers in cornfields,The wind learning over its oldest music... (from Harvest Poems - Carl Sandburg)
The Peace of Great Cities – A Response to Sandburg

The Joseph Campbell Foundation proclaimed its mission boldly at its inception back in 1990 with the intriguing phrase: “a not-for-profit organization seeking to formulate a mythopoetic response to contemporary literalism and cultural retrenchment.” This deliciously difficult phrase holds what is, in many ways, the clue to what Campbell’s work is all about.

So much of the time we are dying to be in control of what happens to us, when we would do better to let go of that vanity. When I am feeling stuck in the doldrums I think back to that moment and am reminded of the power of simply saying Yes! to life. ..

Last night and this morning I have been doing calligraphic meditations on the Zhun hexagram, CHALLENGING BEGINNINGS from the I Ching. In times like this when so much seems to be ending abruptly, it is good to remember that every ending heralds a new beginning . . . even when it is not yet visible.

The serendipity of an unexpected meeting; a book falling open to just the right page; a missed train that allowed you to finish a conversation with radical results . . . any event or series of events that gives you the feeling that an invisible hand is helping to play this round in the game of life may be a sign of serendipity.

Vishnu swirled the liquid soma in his chalice, idly watching the bubbles come together in a clump in the center as they always did. He blew on the bubbles until they reluctantly released their surface tension and floated across the golden liquid, seeking the edges of the cup…