In these fluid times, the soul has changed location: it is neither within…where our religious traditions mostly situated it nor without, among the wondrous and presumably determined order of the material world, where the natural philosophers hid it.
I’m in a love affair with life right now and she’s giving me an abundance to muse upon.
There are embers of fire warming my belly again. I welcome this fire after giving myself a couple of winter months of rest and patience.
The muse of Pleasure is dancing around me. There has been precious synchronicity with how it’s been unravelling and reweaving me in this Self-Directed Masters, so I will unpack it slowly and indulgently – allow this pleasure to suffuse my life and relationships, and deepen into an ethos guiding personal and systems transformation.
I’ve been on a documentary kick lately, watching films from “The Symbiotic Earth” about the biologist Lynn Margulis, “Storytelling for Earthly Survival” about Donna Haraway, Nora Bateson’s “An Ecology of the Mind” about her father, Gregory Bateson, and “Infinite Potential” about David Bohm.
- The Bones We meet three times. We were invited to the Bakhita Project.
I’ve been using the tool Year Compass to reflect on my 2020.
It’s the New Year™! Usually, I get very energized about new beginnings.
I’ve been feeling tired, tender and irritable for the last several weeks, which has made it hard for me to write.
Act 1: Fear and Trembling I finished a 6 week course on Gender Equity and Reconciliation (GERI) last week.