MANHASBROUGHT

Artist: Brendan Terry

Kate Spade killed herself because she was sad.

I don't blame her. I'm sad too. There's a lot to be sad about.

But just as the scraggly haired white man in the coffee shop with the tattered mute ensemble taps his feet wildly singing Aretha. Life goes on. And we all feel a bit sad sometimes.

What shall a person give in return for their soul?

Nothing. There is nothing they can give. A soul, like land, is not to own. It is to be celebrated, nourished and shared.

A body can be guided to nourish.  A body can be rented and sold.

What will we mean now that we think? How will our minds guide the vibrations of our hearts?