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.
A gateway to collective growth, emergence, insight and delight. Poetry opens me up, expands my vision, awes my-your-our souls.
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.
Seeing in and between the clouds
A koan is a dilemma, a mystery which the rational mind cannot solve—our global village.
We are part of the world. Yet, how can we be initiated into caring for everything? Even knowing we’re connected to it all.
When near the end of day, life has drained, in the dusk, explore your arrival in the new dawn. Global sunsets and a sunrise.
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*
All the time we are remaking and renewing. In ourselves and the world every day.
Global sunsets and colors to remake and renew by.
Go to the limits of your longing. Embody these sun and moon rises and sets. Let them flare up like a flame and make big shadows to move in!
Our shared memories, deep and seemingly historic memories are powerful. In creating positive change more potent, we’re more potent, than we think.
Settle down in the sea of destruction,
Without harm and without fear;
Rise up on the peaceful arc,
As a young queen in bloom.
Sunset and sunrise at Chalanais through the solstice.
We have gotten it all wrong. I-you-us, in our ability to matter and to make a significant difference for ourselves, for the crises around us, are not stuck in our ways.
My heart leaps up
So often, so true—I can feel these rainbows and waterfalls, from 2 continents, living inside me, lighting me up and connecting me beyond myself.
Simple please, not simplistic.
Easily said but hard to do in our complex world. Music, poetry, pictures can all help the narratives. Enjoy these short videos!
You’re in for an incredible treat.
This is poetry, a gateway to collective healing with the incredible poets and human beings Marie Howe and Pádraig Ó Tuama.
John O’Donohue’s poem
In praise of the grace of water.
Watch it emerge and wend it’s way to the arctic ocean in these photos accompanying John.
“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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