Today’s Solar Eclipse went unwitnessed by millions who succumbed to the superstitions associated with this momentary disappearance of the sun.  Many stayed inside and closed the shades, worried that the literal darkness was a foretelling of personal misfortune.  Wow.  I don’t know whether I should feel like a fool, or just a foreigner, but I had the once in a lifetime opportunity to stare straight at it (with sunglasses!) from a rooftop in Mumbai, and I did.  It was like the top of a black snow-cone, a giant fire-rimmed pupil.  6 minutes of night when it should have been day.   

The bizarre has a gravitational pull.  Through embracing the unknown we discover clues about ourselves, some dormant essence awakens within us.  There’s nothing wrong with indulging superstitions, of course, but I find that these precious events can move us away from ideas and into experience.  That’s how you open your eyes. 

Killing It is revering oddity and admitting the abnormal into your life.