The Wreath

This is a well written case for business for good and the changes that are underway. I personally believe we are already over the positive tipping point of businesses shifting slowly out of the amoral mode. I believe we have reached such a critical mass of citizens, consumers and now investors that change is inevitable. Individuals, organisations and…

They thought it was a typo. I thought it’s exactly what the world needs. It’s about time we all star-up.

Things are coming into place but not without attention and diligence. My body continues as my teacher in this as I have to retrain my core to hold my spine, sacrum, nervous system relationship differently — rather than muscle it i’m required to develop intrinsic stability with consciousness applied.

So my body is my teacher at the moment. An intense adrenaline response to simply making a choice for myself has catapulted a paralysis in my lower back that I believe I have lived with since being a child. So, incapacitated as I am, I have time to allow the message from my body, receive what I can learn from this experience.

About writing

My resistance to start writing again is so strong these days, even more now that I have committed to The Wreath (and to myself above all) to use words regularly to publicly express any emergent learning, experience, insight, revelation and simply joyful moments. I can feel the nervousness in my tummy…

I am home alone for several days for the first time in what feels like ages. After some intensive CQ days I am slowing down and centering.

Returning to a deep consciousness of breath and body, today I will clean my new floor and go find my first body exploration on it sinking into it. I am reminded to offer time and space to…

I have just flown across the USA and find myself hiking today is -20 Celsius, with the sun out! Freezing and exhilarating. My body is in shock wondering what happened to summer so quickly.

As I flew high above this beautiful earth I thought again of the term I made up when crossing Canada some years back. Rivering. And I…