In my dreams, Carlo Rovelli appears as a passenger on the same train as I am riding to get to Geneva. We talk about the physics involved in the act of reading his books. Physics to me is all about internal disCERNment. (No, I am not making light (oh...pun unintended!) of the study of physics, but I do argue that the key to understanding the physic-al world begins with the book of one's own body.) Thank you.