some thoughts (as words)
The Double Helix of Love & Grief
In this spring season, there’s an entwining that’s alive in my mind and heart. In conversations, in readings, in the natural world, I keep hearing the double pulse of joy and grief, joy and grief. This rhythm, these experiences that live inside and alongside one another, keep arising, and calling my attention. My heart turns to the Mother Trees, as it so often does when I’m trying to better understand something that feels central to this business of being alive…
Ritual as a way of living
… And so, if we wish to, how do we create ritual in our lives? I believe that each breath, each gentle touch, each embrace, each candle lit, tea brewed, bread baked, each chant raised for liberation - they can all be a ritual. Within each of these moments, the mundane and the sacred weave together.
Until there are no enemies left…
Situating ourselves in Palestine and Israel, with the support of the other-than-human world
Rituals and containers
Rituals and containers as supports, as stepping stones into the stream of human life
The Bridge We Make Together
Creating a bridge from past to future - braided of wonderings, worries born of love, and maybe even hope.
