
Uncivil Savant Podcast
Episode 111 - Towards an Embodied Philosophy
<p>Winged beings</p><p>Red-tailed hawk is always nearby. She swooped down from the veranda rail corner as I opened the door, the exhalatory sigh of her wings the first intentional sounds I heard from another being yesterday. We both like to spend the early morning facing west, sun behind us, meadow lit up below. She’s looking for prey, me, for glimpses of newly germinating peace.</p><p>The bluebird box sits right beside the ongoing stonework foundations for the upcoming greenhouse. After fighting with its own azure reflection in the master mason’s truck window, the bluebird sett...






