Good evening! I hope this finds you safe and well. I took a week off posting because – as a wise poetry publisher once told me, “we only happen to be writers”. Sometimes, we have nothing to say, and that’s okay.
Who owns the rainbow? Who owns the clouds, the lakes, the trees, the autumnal leaves on a grapevine falling gently off an estate wall? You see, an animal won’t understand the concept of land ownership, for instance. A frog will come back to the same wintering pond but won’t ask us for permission to hibernate on our allotment plot. It will simply choose a safe spot to do so. If we “own” the rights to the plot, we claim the right to all Nature inhabiting it, but the frog – quite frankly – doesn’t care.
Yesterday evening, my nine-year-old dog, Poppy, required a small surgery to stitch up a deep surface wound. It turns out our park hawthorn bushes are sharper than anticipated – she caught her back while running after her precious tennis ball.
I hope this autumnal weekend is soft for you. I spent it with fellow Nature practitioners and with my family – exploring the fourth currency of our times: trust (there’s also time, money and energy). Even now, in mid-October, Nature trusts us with its bounty, opening new flowers and bearing fruit in our gardens. I walk between our garden and allotment, admiring new lavender buds, opening roses and cherry tomatoes still shaping up on our plot. This must mean a soft, warm autumn ahead of us, but I also wonder: do we deserve this trust?
Good morning! When I was a little girl, my dad would send me out on photographic assignments around the house with a brief: look at things differently. And so I would climb trees, lay flat moss-spotting and imagine the world seen by bugs, snails and frogs.
Good morning; I hope this finds you safe and well.
I like this message opening because it contains the word “hope”. Last week my post was long, and I was feeling focused and ripe with new ideas.
How are you? Welcome to our September Newsletter. How are you doing these days? I am asking this because the leading pattern I am experiencing these days is dysfunction, and it affects me very badly. It requires a lot of grounding. I hear from my friends and clients about a multitude of severe communication challenges and smaller or larger acts of dysfunction. Some of it is justified: let’s face it, …
Good morning! This post is longer somehow because I have more time to write and more things to share. Autumn came early this year, and as we approach the end of September, we are also entering the seasonal advertising period. I don’t know how you feel about PR and advertising – I listen to it now and again for patterns but promptly switch it off. These days it’s designed to trigger intense emotions, and I prefer to feel softly…
Autumn is my favourite season of the year. Mother Nature prepares for winter sleep as the days grow shorter, which can feel sad for many. Entering this transition can be heavy in itself…however here, in the UK, the last two weeks felt even more solemn, somewhat darkened by the news of people dying and people being killed.
Ulrike Reinhard, one of our Advisory Board members, visited us last weekend in Bristol. It was lovely to catch up and reflect on her nomadic life of hers and on my plans for a more inclusive Voxel Hub. Her visit also reminded me of her recent podcast interview with Nix Asteri (also known as Dawid Presley), who in the past co-created some of the best initiatives for young people’s digital wellbeing that did (even before the name “Voxel Hub” was in use). Here is their conversation. Enjoy!