|wherever the white moon fancies her small wild prince --|
field after field after field
~ Harvest Moon -- The Mockingbird Sings in the Night
by Mary Oliver
Not that proof is necessary, of course. It's your adventure.
The thing is to let your mind wander awhile. Let it slide by the routine and side-step the grind. Ride some moonbeams with no destination, walk the magical mangata on the waves to Nowhere. When you get back, you'll have sweet stories to share. Or not. They can be all yours to savor for later.
The Everyday Tarot