“In many shamanic societies, if you came to a medicine person complaining of being disheartened, dispirited, or depressed, they would ask one of four questions:
When did you stop dancing?
When did you stop singing?
When did you stop being enchanted by stories?
When did you stop being comforted by the sweet territory of silence?”
~ Gabrielle Roth
State Street in Madison, Wisconsin is a happening stretch of road. Running from the State Capitol to the University of Wisconsin, the street is pedestrian only save for the occasional bus….or delivery driver…or cop car…or emergency vehicle. Okay, it’s not just pedestrians, but it is, mostly. Walking past the art museum I saw this man sitting alone, as if he, too, was a piece of art. If he was, maybe you’d rub his bald head for good luck, like not being hit by the pizza delivery car while taking a picture of the full moon rising over the capital building. Now I’m just being silly!