I'd been wondering why--after many years of passing (but not passionate) acquaintance with feng shui--I have recently begun to focus on it much more attentively. Then I came across this line from the American poet Wallace Stevens:
I am what is around me.
Stevens is a fascinating character, because his ordinary life (as an insurance executive) seems so far removed from his poetic investigations. His best-known poems, such as "Anecdote of the Jar" and "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird" speak to the intersection of imagination and matter. Read them.
And visit this lovely weblog: The Tao of Wallace Stevens.