My life is an indivisible whole, and all my activities run into one another; and they all have their rise in my insatiable love of humankind.
~ Gandhi
We collect data, things, people, ideas, 'profound experiences,' never penetrating any of them . . . But there are other times. There are times when we stop. We sit still. We lose ourselves in a pile of leaves or its memory. We listen and breezes from a whole other world begin to whisper.