Feel the two minds: the opinionated mind which we would like to control and withdraw because it's ugly and it ruins everything, and the mind that we want to activate (what I tend to call spirit and Plato called psyche) a playful, delicate mind that comes out when you turn away from it. If I look at it, I inhibit it, I cramp its style. So it's sort of invisible. You only catch glimpses because as soon as you look, it disappears. For me, this is the most important thing. This is what makes us alive and human. It's not the other mind. It's not the cleverness.