Heart, head and hara-centered connections for agility!
Some simple but not simplistic resources centering ourselves in the ever-present uncertainty, volatility and ambiguity around all.
A gateway to collective growth, emergence, insight and delight. Poetry opens me up, expands my vision, awes my-your-our souls.
Heart, head and hara-centered connections for agility!
Some simple but not simplistic resources centering ourselves in the ever-present uncertainty, volatility and ambiguity around all.
We are in and of our world.
In this enklavene breath in the immensity, sagas in landscapes and ourselves, with Walt Whitman.
What widens us, asks Walt Whitman as wonders, sights and sounds roll off his writing into me.
This enklavene is the seas and water all around us, our approach to the oceans and the spaces these resonate within us.
“In your heart may there be a sanctuary”
This enklavene is from the clarity of spring, birth and the stillness it brings.
Our world is changing. Our thinking patterns are shifting. To answer our pressing emergencies and, fortuitously, engaging in this brings an aliveness like nothing else.
We’re a worldwide civilisation now and can consciously engage in creating thriving, just, sustainable futures for everyone. Yet, sometimes, this seems like a very lonely path…
We hope this site helps us all accelerate positive shifts. Amplification, re-storying and sharing awe…
Our future, ourselves, our planet and our stories, it’s all entangled ― Festina LentÍvaldi*
Joanna Macy on five gifts from uncertainty for aliveness and flourishing.
Presence, Courage and intention, Awareness, Solidarity. And the Immensity of time.
Wild edges, small islands, the middle of the North Atlantic. These are places where we melt, become timeless, spaces beyond interpenetrate us.
A short trip over Rannoch Moor down to Kinlochleven then across the sea to Skye.
Scotland has its wild surprises. Some in poetry and pictures.
For friends, family and life everywhere. Hold our breaths with Ane Brun and Robert Louis Stevenson. Land, light, song-poems and storm reflections.
It’s rainbow season in the north. The rains are washing the skies, crystal clarity emerges from deluges. That does not mean the wildness and storms are passed. Read on as Emily Dickinson explains…
Transfigure your mind
for your arrival in the new dawn
There is this time of the day.
And a particular time of the year
When the animals have been fed
and they are lying in hairy heaps…
he day has arrivedLoneliness slips awayTouch of Life 14 months numbSkin runs coldFlow of blood suspendedFrozen over like iceDays grow longerMy shell sheds awayThe memory of you 1 week remainsThe darkness fadesPrickling pinsdance gleefully on my...
In the crises around us we are the problems and also the solutions. That’s a thinking pattern shift. From individual to collective.
How can we assist this for thriving in the hear and now as well as the future?
“Hasten slowly” said Augustus. Oh, this is hard. To imagine what can be created, to hold back, to act; to engage means delving into both despair and hope. That’s where we’re challenged to see the powerful in what we do which is always minimal and micro. Feeling adequate in the face of manifest inadequacy. Weaving together the pieces that hasten, slowly and steadily, benevolution.
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