-the reason behind the creation of the “Whisper of Roots” article category- 

My great-great-grandfather was a farmer. Not a modern farmer with tractors and weather apps. But a farmer who walked to the rice fields, who read the seasons by the direction of the wind, and who planted with prayer and harvested with gratitude.

I used to think the brain was like a computer. The more data it takes in, the smarter it gets. The more you use it, the better the results.

Turns out I was way off.

I’m writing this on a morning that hasn’t yet grown noisy.
My phone still lies face down on the table.
The coffee is still steaming. And for some reason, I’m reminded of my mother.

Last year, a friend placed a slim book on my desk. The cover was simple. The title: "The Art of Gathering" by Priya Parker.

"I know you host gatherings often," he said. "Read this. It will change the way you invite people."

I read it in two days. But one sentence remains underlined to this day: