Five years have passed since my first Harmogu day. Five years since the axis of my life reoriented in a more creative and inspired direction. Five years since a vision was implanted that I still carry around with me, that I am still hoping to bring to life in more vivid colors.
Having lived through nearly a year in suspended animation, with virus life a simulacra of any number of retreats from the world, giving a preview of retirement, meditation, or death, the significance of singular perfected achievement is brought into sharper focus.
It was Harmogu that catalyzed the discovery of what became my aim, and who continues to sprinkle the seeds of imagination along my path, for which I am forever grateful.
(I am moving over some of my older Harmogu Day posts from my old blog).