I feel ill. Excited, humbled, in awe. I feel trepidation. A small glimmer of hope but also fear that what's happening to me isn't real. Gods I hope I'm right. And there's a little, reserved part of me that hopes I'm wrong. I'm going to try and explain this to you in the hope it becomes a little clearer to me. And also because it might help someone else if they end up grappling with the same thing

Discover how a chaotic linen cupboard becomes the perfect metaphor for spiritual inspiration in this personal exploration of urban animism. Join the Esoteric Potato journey as unexpected insights overflow and a new blog series takes shape, examining the spirits that inhabit our concrete landscapes

Can you remember the first time you were overcome with wonder? When you came across something unexpected that just stopped you in your...