There is more to life than meets the eye. There is more in our past than history can tell. There is more going on in the present moment than we know. There is more to our relationships with one another than we are aware. And the more we explore the mystery of our lives, the more we learn about ourselves, the more mysterious our selves become. Seldom have we been content with what appeared on the surface; we know there is more. Seldom have we felt fully at ease in the present moment, sensing, however inchoately, that no matter how full our present, beyond the now there is more.

We tend, if left to our own devices, toward reductionism. Here in academia, we ought to be exploring possibilities, enriching our sense of what is not known, cultivating wonder. Alas, if left to our own devices, we …