People often speak of talented curators of art and ideas, but rarely do they acknowledge truly gifted curators of people. A close friend of mine possesses an extraordinary intuition and piercing perceptiveness - coupled with an uncanny ability to weave together subtle dark horses into what can only be described as ultimate talent clusters. I am not speaking solely of work-related collaborations - though those are often natural offshoots of the organic synergy this creates - but of something far deeper - the formation of meaningful soul-level resonance tribes.
This friend was the architect of one of my most enduring circles. Though we are now scattered across different locations, each year we gather for an annual reunion - travelling to a chosen spot to reconnect and share ideas. These gatherings are nothing short of magical. You can feel the electricity in the air, as if everyone is being recharged - almost resuscitated - by the sheer flow of energy that exists between us. It is invigorating - replenishing us to full charge in just one evening, let alone a few days. It is always as unhinged as it is soothing.
What I find most remarkable is catching glimpses of this elite curator during these moments - grinning quietly from the corner, watching something he's created thrive and endure for over a decade.