We all have an innate capacity for creativity. And when we were small children, this was expressed in so many different ways. From how to get ‘them’ – parents and caregivers – to meet our needs, to the gloriously rich and imaginative games we played before someone told us the rules. Yet, many of us … Read more
Yesterday I gave myself to sit with my question. It didn’t last long because physical sitting was too static. So I walked. Down the lane to retrieve our emptied recycling sack after the village collection time. Then up the valley to wander in the woods and by the brook. Movement certainly helped – Solvitur ambulando … Read more
When we stop to listen, we find new voices are emerging—those with the courage to speak about things that matter, without shouting. Voices that are curious about how and why things are, who ask questions that lay bare the status quo. Insights that arise from a breadth of perspective and enable us to see differently. … Read more
A number of us do most of our work solo. And even if you’re in a team, much of what you do originates inside your mind. It feels like what we create is the product of our own thoughts and perceptions. The skills we have developed and how we have chosen to put them together, … Read more
You may have noticed that I’m fascinated by thresholds. The space between the now and not yet, or the gap filled with anticipation, where anything could happen. Because this is the unknown, we have not been here before. In fact, our days are filled with thresholds. We just don’t notice them. But sometimes we know … Read more
Yesterday, I wandered up the valley to check the water-gate after more rain had fallen. This is Wales after all. The breadth of the brook and the remnants of the original reservoir means that multiple small channels need to be kept open. And periodic clearing of debris is required. Dislodging stones, silt and vegetation, and … Read more
Today I am so grateful for the rain falling in our little valley in South West Wales. The ground needs it. And the lake is starting to refill. There’s water for the goslings to learn to be geese. Safely away from the thieving intentions of crows. The lower branches of conifers in the woodlands are … Read more
This morning I was still seeing delicate white petals littered across the woodland floor a hundred meters from the wild cherry tree. Wind-blown beauty… I wonder, how far are we prepared for our wild creativity to travel? Will we hold it with open hands, and let the breeze take it where it needs to go? … Read more
Few of us live with the seasons now. We are insulated, cocooned in a world that has ‘tamed nature.’ Except we haven’t. And we can’t. In fact, our wanting to be shielded from the rawness of life is destroying nature. We are complicit. But we can recover. Perhaps the first steps are to pay more … Read more
You and I are our stories. Our story is not separate from us, even if it is our paid work. And we embody our story, whether we are conscious of it or not. Because it’s what people experience. As humans, stories are the way we make sense of what we encounter. But if we are … Read more