When the tantric mystic Ma Gcig, who lived in the distant 12th century, in her ancient and poetic songs, exclaims “Emaho!”, “Wonder”, she awakens in the listener the memory of a habit forgotten by our Western culture, that of still feeling enchanted by the beauty and complexity of the world. A complexity in which order and disorder coexist in continuous exchanges of energy, where from the chaos of substance a new form emerges, neither beautiful nor ugly, but simply astonishing, "Emaho!"