Our species has roles we’ve long forgotten; though one might recover them from relating with animals and infants…

And these potentials are more astonishing than the sum of our fictions and visions…

But we also have allies. Beings nonordinary, whose interests in us are… one might say… authentically parental.

In the noise of modernity, their songs are too subtle to come easily into our awareness. Yet in times of great confusion…

… no greater music shall we find…

For in its whorls and synchronies… our destinies, our essence… is remembered… and renewed.