"The first thing is to try to mimic what they are doing, to reach the same cadence and the same rhythm as they are doing it, because mimicry was probably the first kind of magic ever."
- Enrique Enriquez
Enrique Enriquez says there’s magic in mimicry.
To that end, every conversation I host is a spell cast in the hopes that I will one day learn to speak.
If recording a podcast has taught me anything, it’s that speaking is really hard, and editing is even harder, because it means having to listen back to all my dumb questions. The payoff is getting to hear all the brilliant answers that come through, despite me.
This is especially true of my conversation with Enrique Enriquez, a poet who lives in New York and has made a name for himself listening to birds and appearing in strangers’ dreams.
Talking to him felt like getting to spend an hour sitting with the Oracle — I’m still struggling to describe the experience in complete sentences, but I know I’ll be thinking about it for years to come—or it will be working on me for years to come.
I wish the same for you.
See Enrique Enriquez in Los Angeles
If you're in Los Angeles, there are a handful of tickets left to see Enrique Enriquez tomorrow at the PRS library for his talk, How to Enter the Garden — a rare opportunity to slow down and learn to hear the world, a "voice that speaks not to human ears, but to our very presence."
If you’re looking for a group of likeminded astro seekers, Club Astro is your place!
We meet weekly to explore the sky in real time and make sense of what is unfolding in our lives and in the collective. This is your chance to ask me questions about your chart, share stories, and connect with a cohort of fellow astrologers.
Club Astro members also get exclusive perks:
Discounted astrological readings & mentorship
Secret invites
Discounted tickets to the Los Angeles Astro Salon and the LA Astro Fest.
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