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What can we learn from how Nature spends Winter?
Life's adaptations to the cold and dark part of the year demonstrate how time and patience, in the end, teach us how to survive....
Vision
If we will have the wisdom to survive, to stand like slow growing trees on a ruined place, renewing, enriching it... then a long time...
Hibernation
It’s that time of year when the call of winter invites us to retreat here in the northern hemisphere. To rest deeply into the boundless...
Fear and the Earth Element within
Fear is one of the themes that destabilizes our root, the earth element within us. Here are a few powerful words to consider on fear, and...
The Magic of the Earth Element
The forest breathes, it lives, as one. Primordial, intricate, wild. Wild in it's impossible terrain, teeming with life; buzzing, dancing,...
The Cycle of Form and Formless
We are taken into winter, when the leaves are fallen from the trees and the branches are bare. Winter is this barrenness that belongs to...
The Long Night
The ‘Long Night’ feels true of our wider collective experience. Layers of underworlds. Journeys through grief, fear, loss and sickness...
Perspectives on Death and Dying
This months BIOPHILIA Mentorship focused on themes of death, funerals, grief composting and trauma amongst other earth element...
Seasonal Poetry & Prose: 'Everyday sort of Magic', by Charles de Lint
"I do believe in an everyday sort of magic, the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and...
The Edge You Carry With You
You know so very well the edge of darkness you have always carried with you. You know so very well, your childhood legacy: that...
Find Your Biophonic Niche
You flicker from tree to tree, splaying your rump feathers, curling your toes around a maple branch, flushing green and flexible after...
On Being (T)here
In moments of transition and liminality, the movement from 'here' to 'there' can be washed away where only pure wonder remains. The...
Mycelium & Myth
Some 416 million years ago plants made it onto dry land. But these plants were not the plants you and I know as sturdy trees and...
Seasonal Poetry & Prose: Exerpt from 'The Night Abraham Called to the Stars: Poems' by Robert Bly
'The candle is not lit To give light, but to testify to the night.' ~ Robert Bly, The Night Abraham Called to the Stars: Poems
On Co-Weaving Community and Mental WellBEing
Throughout this year I've been reflecting on my practice of weaving containers, energetic architecture, and curating space, and given the...
Storytelling is an Emergency: An Ecological Reading of Scheherazade
“What is your emergency?” I asked my creative writing group of female high school students. “What if you only had time to tell one last...
On Disintegration
At times, our reference points will fall away, revealing a shimmering, pregnant, endarkened void. What we were so clear about just days...
On the Path of Wholeness
I've been working alot with Hawthorn lately, the Celtic tree of Bealtaine. This old photo is of a West Cork Hawthorn, recorded just...
Winter Trees as a Portal to Aliveness
There is something about the skeletal splendor of winter trees - so vascular, so axonal, so pulmonary - that fills the lung of life with...
In Loving Memory of Robert Bly
"He was a King, a seer and a poet. He was a lord with a manifold and great train. He was our magician, our knowledgeable one, our...