This past Saturday was one of those days that felt full in the best way—quietly magical, grounding, and sweetly connected from start to finish. I met up with Yeye and our dear friend Juliza at Thou Mayest Coffee Roasters inside of the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art, one of Juliza’s favorite KC spots for coffee and conversation. We lingered a while, catching up on life, and enjoying the surroundings. It was Yeye’s first visit to the Nelson-Atkinson, and we wanted it to be special for her.
After coffee, we left the Bloch building with a specific goal in mind: to experience the Buddhist and Hindi sculpture and wall paintings on the second floor. None of us were prepared for how deeply moving it would be.
The galleries held an atmosphere that felt set apart from time—like stepping into a sanctuary. From the soft lighting to the intricate details of each piece, the whole space invited a quiet reverence.
Walking through those galleries with Yeye and Juliza, I kept thinking about how these works—some made over a thousand years ago—still speak. They still hold prayers. They still carry the weight of human longing and belief. It reminded me how faith and art are tied together all over the world, across centuries, in languages and symbols that may differ but share the same essence: love, reverence, hope, and healing.
After our time at the museum, Yeye headed up to JuJu Apothecary to offer her own kind of magic, welcoming folks into that sacred space we’ve built with so much intention. It felt like the perfect continuation of the day.
Honestly, if you need a reset, go walk through the Chinese and Asian exhibits at the Nelson. It’s not just about art—it’s about presence. It’s about remembering that people all over this planet, for all of time, have been trying to touch the divine. And somehow, through stone, paint, and prayer, they did. And they still do.
—Lou 🕊️
YeYe The Mystic Diva 