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How do you know you’re on your path? Because it disappears. You can’t see where you’re going. That’s how you know.
-David Whyte

Despite the fact that we had come on this trip together—even if it was only a two-day trip—I felt as if the person moving steadily away from me, Sensei, was a stranger.

Hiromi Kawakami • Strange Weather in Tokyo: A Novel

Nonomiya at home, but he took the wrong street near the Ochiai crematorium and ended up at Takata. He took the train home from Mejiro.

Natsume Soseki • Sanshiro (Penguin Classics)

It seems that to find the real path we have to go off the path we are now on, even for an instant, and earn the privilege of losing our way.

David Whyte • The Heart Aroused: Poetry and the Preservation of the Soul in Corporate America

fygophobia n. the fear that your connections with people will keep dwindling as you get older; that one by one, you’ll all go flying off the merry-go-round in wildly different directions, sailing through various classes and jobs and interests, ultimately landing in far-flung neighborhoods where you’ll hunker down with your families plus a handful

John Koenig • The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows

“I have already lost touch with a couple of people I used to be.”

– Joan Didion

Lost Touch

SOMETIMES by David Whyte Sometimes if you move carefully through the forest, breathing like the ones in the old stories, who could cross a shimmering bed of leaves without a sound,... See more

This haiku is a deep reflection on the truth of reality, which is by nature transient and fleeting. When we are unable to accept this truth we become distressed. However, recognition of this truth could at least bring a sense of poignancy to all of us human beings, who inevitably experience and witness it. There is even an aesthetic of this