Now administering third-eyed drops.

Hello beautiful ones, Michael Philip here, and it is my pleasure, as it really always is,

to balm up your existential aches, pains, and postules with a soothing linguistic

mythopoetic wonder balm. At least that's what I aim to do, which can be a feat these days.

I admit not just for you, but for me too. I definitely know from experience. I'm certainly not

walking around enraptured in awe all day long. I get pulled into the anxiety my asthma on a pretty

much daily basis worrying about the future, regretting things about the past, wondering about

what path to take, or not take. Simply orienting yourself can sometimes be a dizzying process.

I know from experience, and I know that you all know too because I think it's pretty much

universal human struggle. And selfishly, that's why I count my blessings that I have somehow

found my way into making this podcast. It's definitely become a creative rock or anchor for me.

It kind of corners me into keeping my eyes on the wonder prize. It pulls me away from that

anxiety my asthma and into the bubble bath of luminosity that really is always there. That we're just

two in the minutia of our own heads to appreciate. And on that point of being in our own heads,

living in an ecosystem of interconnected, luminous majesty, really, that we somehow manage to

blind ourselves to. I really think there does come a point where you've got to just trust in that,

trust in yourself, trust in the world, trust in other people, trust in the universe,

to use a gulpingly cliche turn of phrase and just see what happens when you do.

If this sounds like advice, I apologize because I trust me. If it is advice, I'm giving it to

myself just as much as you, my friend. And on that note, that among much else, of course, is a core

thread in this week's mind meld with my Wonder Brother psychologist, Dr. Miles Neal, that and

transformation, the power of symbols to change your perception of reality. And especially the

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